Listen to Me
Agony laced, alibis are dancing on your skin
Irony etched memories are blazing through the air
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Where can I turn, when there's nowhere left to hide
What can I see, when there's no one left to hear
Hold me close, hold me tight, we're going in tonight
Grab my waist, pull your hair, so what if they all stare?
Where's your passion where's your fight are you giving up tonight
Tear your dress, cut your hair, rip your suit, no one cares
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Be an anchor, in this sea of sand
Washed up, memories of who I used to be
Where can I turn, when there's nowhere left to hide
What can I see, when there's no one left to hear
Hold me close, hold me tight, we're going in tonight
Grab my waist, pull your hair, so what if they all stare?
Where's your passion where's your fight are you giving up tonight
Tear your dress, cut your hair, rip your suit, no one cares
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
And they said
Not, this time
No not, this time
No not, this time
No not, this time
Hold me close, hold me tight, we're going in tonight
Grab my waist, pull your hair, so what if they all stare?
Where's your passion where's your fight are you giving up tonight
Tear your dress, cut your hair, rip your suit, no one cares
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen listen listen listen yeah
Oh listen to me, listen to me now
Oh yeah
Irony etched memories are blazing through the air
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Where can I turn, when there's nowhere left to hide
What can I see, when there's no one left to hear
Hold me close, hold me tight, we're going in tonight
Grab my waist, pull your hair, so what if they all stare?
Where's your passion where's your fight are you giving up tonight
Tear your dress, cut your hair, rip your suit, no one cares
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Be an anchor, in this sea of sand
Washed up, memories of who I used to be
Where can I turn, when there's nowhere left to hide
What can I see, when there's no one left to hear
Hold me close, hold me tight, we're going in tonight
Grab my waist, pull your hair, so what if they all stare?
Where's your passion where's your fight are you giving up tonight
Tear your dress, cut your hair, rip your suit, no one cares
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
And they said
Not, this time
No not, this time
No not, this time
No not, this time
Hold me close, hold me tight, we're going in tonight
Grab my waist, pull your hair, so what if they all stare?
Where's your passion where's your fight are you giving up tonight
Tear your dress, cut your hair, rip your suit, no one cares
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen to me, oh listen to me
Oh listen listen listen listen yeah
Oh listen to me, listen to me now
Oh yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Cox, Dallin Tenney, Sarah Seaman
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