Two shots, drop dead Don't look, go ahead You're no longer a threat For me I can't stay, lay claim You won't feel pain Clouds will go grey For you
I'm so sick of you Keep praying for something impossible Words, I have a few And they're quite noticeable
Ch: Carry on, Johnny I still hear your voice, Johnny But I'm not coming back
Missed calls, night falls Red light, broken dolls Send you up the wall. My boy, You'll be fine, red wine, You walked the line. There's no more sign Of life