Album: The High End of Low
It's not like I made myself a list
Of new anddifferent ways to murder your heart
I'm just a painting that's still wet
If you touch me, I'll be smeared
You'll be stained
Stained for the rest of your life
So turn around, walk away
Before you confuse the way we abuse each other
You're not afraid of getting hurt
And I'm not afraid of how much I hurt you
I'm well aware I'm a danger to myself
Are you aware I'm a danger to others?
There's a crack in my soul
You thought it was a smile
Whatever doesn't kill you...
Is gonna leave a scar
Whatever doesn't kill you...
Is gonna leave a scar
Leave a scar
Leave a scar
Leave a scar
Whatever doesn't kill you will leave a scar
I'm more like a silver bullet
And I'm like a gun, not easy to hold
I'm moving fast and if I stay inside your heart
I'm certain that this will be
The end of your life
So turn around, walk away
Before you confuse the way we abuse each other
You're not afraid of getting hurt
And I'm not afraid of how much I hurt you
I'm well aware I'm a danger to myself
Are you aware I'm a danger to others?
There's a crack in my soul
You thought it was a smile
Whatever doesn't kill you...
Is gonna leave a scar
Whatever doesn't kill you...
Is gonna leave a scar
Leave a scar
Leave a scar
Leave a scar
Whatever doesn't kill you will leave a scar
She warned you that she may fuck me
But chances are I'm going to fuck you over
She warned you that she may fuck me
But chances are I'm going to fuck you over
She warned you that she may fuck me
But chances are I'm going to fuck you over
She warned you that she may fuck me
But chances are I'm going to fuck you over