Swerve
I'm tired of wasting my time
Wasting time on you
Been thinkin 'bout it for a long, long while
I think it's overdue
You want so bad to be mine
But you were never there
Your kiss tastes sour anyway
You've got his stink all over you
Two tons of metal crashing down right between your eyes
Smashing through the red lights coming for my bride
A night out on the city, one that you won't forget
Comin' for you, sure to make you dead
I got you girl
Got you up on my windshield
Eighty-eight miles an hour I swerved
And almost missed
Heard you've been talkin that shit
You called yourself a friend
When she left for another piece of meat
It was you all along
You want so bad to be me
Well you can have it
Got on suggestion
Run while you still can
Two tons of metal crashing down right between your eyes
Smashing through the red lights coming for my guy
Best dish for betrayal, served cold, mangled in mind
Coming back for you, you filthy fucking swine
I got you bro
Got you up on my windshield
Eighty-eight miles an hour I swerved
And almost missed
I got you guys
Got you all on my windshield
Eighty-eight miles an hour I swerved
And almost missed
I got you all
Got your guts on my windshield
Now I can't see nothing, I swerve
Ah shit
Wasting time on you
Been thinkin 'bout it for a long, long while
I think it's overdue
You want so bad to be mine
But you were never there
Your kiss tastes sour anyway
You've got his stink all over you
Two tons of metal crashing down right between your eyes
Smashing through the red lights coming for my bride
A night out on the city, one that you won't forget
Comin' for you, sure to make you dead
I got you girl
Got you up on my windshield
Eighty-eight miles an hour I swerved
And almost missed
Heard you've been talkin that shit
You called yourself a friend
When she left for another piece of meat
It was you all along
You want so bad to be me
Well you can have it
Got on suggestion
Run while you still can
Two tons of metal crashing down right between your eyes
Smashing through the red lights coming for my guy
Best dish for betrayal, served cold, mangled in mind
Coming back for you, you filthy fucking swine
I got you bro
Got you up on my windshield
Eighty-eight miles an hour I swerved
And almost missed
I got you guys
Got you all on my windshield
Eighty-eight miles an hour I swerved
And almost missed
I got you all
Got your guts on my windshield
Now I can't see nothing, I swerve
Ah shit
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Writer(s): William Mackenzie
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