I need a place to clear my head
But I lost my way somewhere between your neck and shoulders
And I made a point of writing on my white flags
“You will never take me alive” … but I was wrong.
It’s like I’m backed into a corner
and she keeps hitting below the belt
And so I will try and acquiesce
‘Cause the game is over and I just lost
So now I’m waiting to exhale
With a gun pressed to my head
So now I’m waiting to exhale
With a gun pressed to my head
So I’ll black my lungs off of second hand cigarette smoke
And I’ll drink until I forget what she took from me
Because I would leave her again a million times
It would never amount to losing my best friend
That girl is poison and everything tastes like blood
Everything tastes like blood
Everything tastes like blood
But I swear, but I swear that it’s all in my head
It’s all in my head
It’s all in my head
It’s all in my head
It’s in my head, it’s in my…
If you change your mind you know where to find me
But I don’t think I’ll trust you again
Until then I’m waiting for a heart beat
With a smoking gun in your hand
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