No One Gets Out of Here Alive
I dont care who you are, if youve got a name
Dont you know I take every soul the same
Just like Bonnie just like Clyde
No one gets out of here alive
So youre young and pretty and youre on parade
But whatcha gonna do when that big bands played
Aint no use you making those eyes
No one gets out of her alive
You look at me and think that Im the devil
Dont you know that Im your only friend
You can spend your days trying to chase the wind
You can tell pretty lies but you just cant win
Cause just as sure as you arrived
No one gets out of here alive
Dont you know that your folks once were just like you
There was always grass greener back then too
So baby dont act so surprised
No one gets out of here alive
Cant you see youre staring down the barrel
Cant you see youre running out of time
So get a round and let the barman fill em up
Cause one day that coins gonna find your cup
Sure as the night and the black crow flies
No one gets out of here alive
Slow down baby whereda ya think youre going
Outsides just the desert and the ghosts
Nobody wants to make the best of what theyve got
Everyones holding out for the graveyard slot
But theyll be no encore, no reprise
No one gets out of here alive
Dont you know I take every soul the same
Just like Bonnie just like Clyde
No one gets out of here alive
So youre young and pretty and youre on parade
But whatcha gonna do when that big bands played
Aint no use you making those eyes
No one gets out of her alive
You look at me and think that Im the devil
Dont you know that Im your only friend
You can spend your days trying to chase the wind
You can tell pretty lies but you just cant win
Cause just as sure as you arrived
No one gets out of here alive
Dont you know that your folks once were just like you
There was always grass greener back then too
So baby dont act so surprised
No one gets out of here alive
Cant you see youre staring down the barrel
Cant you see youre running out of time
So get a round and let the barman fill em up
Cause one day that coins gonna find your cup
Sure as the night and the black crow flies
No one gets out of here alive
Slow down baby whereda ya think youre going
Outsides just the desert and the ghosts
Nobody wants to make the best of what theyve got
Everyones holding out for the graveyard slot
But theyll be no encore, no reprise
No one gets out of here alive
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Writer(s): Jonathon Allen
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