this is for a few important people in my life
so put on your hoody and turn your back on me
as we walk away i'll keep one eye purched on my shoulder
to not miss that one last look you give me
but baby don't expect me to turn around
my foot prints are set in wet cement
and when it dries there'll be no change to the past
now go to bed dreaming about you between my legs
and when you wake up you wont be breathing
that last gasp for air will be when it hits you
and you never ment to leave me
and you never ment yo hurt me
and you never ment to say all the things you swore you ment
but baby i'm no fool so when you choke i'll hold your hand
and let you know i'm forgetting you
i'll walk away from this and never think of you again
now go to bed dreaming about you between my legs
and wake up remembering everything your missing
that last gasp for air will be when it hits you
hits you with an open fist
hits you like a tone of bricks
hits you like the ice water at the bottom of the clift
so put on your hoody and turn your back on me
as we walk away i'll keep one eye purched on my shoulder
to not miss that one last look you give me
but baby don't expect me to turn around
my foot prints are set in wet cement
and when it dries there'll be no change to the past
now go to bed dreaming about you between my legs
and when you wake up you wont be breathing
that last gasp for air will be when it hits you
and you never ment to leave me
and you never ment yo hurt me
and you never ment to say all the things you swore you ment
but baby i'm no fool so when you choke i'll hold your hand
and let you know i'm forgetting you
i'll walk away from this and never think of you again
now go to bed dreaming about you between my legs
and wake up remembering everything your missing
that last gasp for air will be when it hits you
hits you with an open fist
hits you like a tone of bricks
hits you like the ice water at the bottom of the clift
Where do you dance? I hit the clubs in West Palm every so often.
I read your words . . . . sorry you've been hurt!