Tekster: Alkaline Trio. Good Mourning. Fatally Yours.

there's no mystery no more
just no talking to you
guess you had other things in store
guess i just felt i was through
i answered every question as accurately as i could

i don't hear from you no more
but i get the message
you crashed your car through my front door
i pulled you from the wreckage
you told me that you missed me
but you meant with the grill and hood
you'd kill me if you could

and if it's ok i'll just grab my shit and leave
i won't say one word
i'll keep my tricks up my sleeve
flew off of the handle
you opened fire on me
put me down, put me out of misery
i'm fatally yours

you set fire to me that night
you lit and left me burning
out of my mind but in my sights
i saw the tables turning
i had a friend that needed me
you made a wish that won't come true
and now it's killing two

and if it's ok i'll just grab my shit and leave
i won't say one word
i'll keep my tricks up my sleeve
flew off of the handle
you opened fire on me
put me down, put me out of misery
i'm fatally yours

i'm fatally yours
i'm fatally yours
i'm fatally yours
i'm fatally yours