Goddamit, Imma sucka for bright eyes
Cherry lips leave me in awe
What I'd give to brush that hair behind her ear
Now, I want you so bad
And that's his gaping flaw; A Break in guard
Wide enough for me to slip my blade inside
Into his heart, A blackened hole
Through jaded cartilage; a gaping smile
Well the cocaine, and the nose bleeds
Will be the knife that bled you dry
All the poison; what you've stolen
Will be returned a thousand times
Before you even close your eyes
Our name engraved into your hide
Slow down
Boy, I think you need to: Hold on
Turn it down. Tame it up
Wet like a new born babe
Teach me. How do you keep so shameless?
Baby, you still bleed like me
I'll teach you how to be afraid
I swear that it's all mostly painless
Baby, you're not invincible
Slow down, boy, I think you need to
Hold on, turn it down, tame it up, whoa
Slow down, boy, I think you need to
Hold on, turn it down, tame it up, whoa
Now bottle it up. Bottle it up baby
And breathe out. If you're still seeing red
Just bottle it up, bottle it up buddy
We'll see about that luck you keep in hand
Now bottle it up. Bottle it up baby
And breathe out. If you're still seeing red
Just bottle it up, bottle it up buddy
We'll see about that luck you keep in hand
Sanctuary in my bed. I'm coming for your head
Sanctuary in my bed. I'm coming for your head
Sanctuary in my bed. I'm coming for your head
Sanctuary in my bed. I'm coming for your head
A bad man with a serpent's tongue
And the silver spoon he's choking on
I can see you shakin'
I can see you shakin'
Get up. And face me like a man
Show me these hands that strangle life from kids
Alcohol and orphan tears
Dead hearts and stolen years
In the sweatshops fingers blistered to the bone
In the brothels, broken. You've broken the hope
Of a thousand, a thousand crying eyes
I'll make a fountain; I'll make a fountain out of you
Ba-ba-ba-ba-dah
Now, you know this ain't what you want
Oh, this ain't what you want, no, no, no
I think you need to slow down
Breathe out if you're still seein' red
If you're still seein', breathe out
We're comin' for your head, your head
Slow down, boy, I think you need to
Hold on, turn it down, tame it up, whoa
Slow down, boy, I think you need to
Hold on, turn it down, tame it up, whoa
Now bottle it up, bottle it up, baby
And breathe out if you're still seeing red
Just bottle it up, bottle it up, buddy
We'll see about that luck you keep in hand
Now bottle it up, bottle it up, baby
And breathe out if you're still seeing red
Just bottle it up, bottle it up, buddy
We'll see about that luck you keep in hand