Viertame Otro Tiro (Live)

If I slit gills in my throat
Then maybe I
Can stop drowning
In your flood
Of filthy lies
And if I could just catch a breath
Then maybe I
Could find the strength
To swim the violent tide

I've already drunk my way
Through four limes
I'm way past sober
Stable
Rational
And if you hadn't come round
Slingin' shit again
Then these thoughts
Would not be running
Through my head

My darkest day with you
Was midnight on my own
If you wanted to apologise
You should pick up the phone
Cos your daddy devil's calling
And he wants you home
And I'm only too happy
To send you down
Oh down
Oh down
Oh down

A shot down my throat
And two to your chest
My bottle is empty
And so is your body
This round is on me
You lose this time baby
So thank you for playing
But it's
All
Over
Now



Credits
Writer(s): Brad Stone
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