I feel I'll rip your heart as though as I'm already drugged Been searched through Been lied to Going out tonight
Onto to you Nothing you can say Voices say \"rip your heart\" They're on their way Now boy, I'm watching me Boy, what are the odds? They're saying \"Murder me\" Till I'm behind bars
.. ... They're drunk That'll suck Got our stuff in the van One night stand
May I join you in the shade? And collect sun Don't you want to murder, kill? We don't own a gun Don't charge your TV set The sunlight just has passed They won't take you down 'Till someone else is left
Know what makes you? You'll never even know Who, what, god, am I? And something more Take me out of the backwards summit
Not anymore Not anymore
I had you on TV You walked away. Told me \"It's not your heart\" Gave it away You want to tell me though