sit down and shut up so i can sing you your fucking love song
yeah so sit down and listen to me
i've got something to say
you took that line with too much pride
so sit down and listen to me i've got something to say
i'm not gonna let you die
the money's on the table baby
the lunatic sits on the glass
emotionless and white
just sit back, relax and hold tight
you're not the big shot anymore
it gets worse
you've taken this too far
i say i should give up on you
i say i'm giving up on you
he makes the cut long and wide
it hurts to breathe
your suicide
so where's your lonely cigarette?
cos it's time to come clean
you won't have the last laugh
so chalk up that line and hit it hard
now can you feel the rush?
that rock hits hard
hits hard as hell
now i can see why you left
the taste there was all too good
and that gloss across your eyes is just shining way too bright
no one can help you anymore
could you come back down?
would you come back down?