You wrecked my bed
It wasn't good
So we slept instead
That was understood
Nothing up my sleeve
I didn't treat you bad
Yellin' at you to leave
Now I wish you had
You've got it all out on the table and it's killing me
I would run if I were able but I've got these shaking knees and
I know we know there's no way back so brace for the killing blow
We're gonna tear it down
Drag the pieces through the dirt
Spitting teeth on the ground and mud upon our shirts
Really gonna make it hurt
You dug me deep and I'd lie low
Dirty tricks come cheap the lower the blow
We could be so mean but never say a word
You'd never cause a scene, fights fought unheard
But now we got it all out on the table and it's scaring me
I would run if I were able but I've got these shaking knees and
I know we know there's no way back so brace for the killing blow
We're gonna tear it down
Drag the pieces through the dirt
Spitting teeth on the ground and mud upon our shirts
Really gonna make it hurt
We're gonna tear it down
Drag the pieces through the dirt
Spitting teeth on the ground and mud upon our shirts
We're gonna tear it down
Drag the pieces through the dirt
Spitting teeth on the ground and mud upon our shirts
Really gonna make it hurt
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