Pointless Heart Attack
You accidentally said you loved me
When you hung up the phone (phone, phone, phone)
It was meant for someone else
But I kept it for my own (own, own, own)
And now I'm as helpless as a derailed train (train, train, train)
Writing three chord love songs to keep from blowing out my brains
Can't you see what a dick you are
Driving in my beat up car
Talking bout this and that while I'm trying not to have
Another pointless heart attack
Going to drive this car right into the lake
Then you'll know what it takes
Your going to find out what it is
I'm really talking about
Two are going in babe, but only ones coming out
Can't you see what a dick you are
Driving in my beat up car
Talking bout this and that while I'm trying not to have
Another pointless heart attack
You accidentally said you loved me
When you hung up the phone (Phone, phone, phone)
It was meant for someone else
But I kept it for my own (Own, own, own)
And now I'm as helpless as a derailed train (Train, train, train)
Writing two chord love songs to keep from blowing out my brains
Can't you see what a dick you are
Driving in my beat up car
Talking bout this and that while I'm trying not to have
Another pointless heart attack
When you hung up the phone (phone, phone, phone)
It was meant for someone else
But I kept it for my own (own, own, own)
And now I'm as helpless as a derailed train (train, train, train)
Writing three chord love songs to keep from blowing out my brains
Can't you see what a dick you are
Driving in my beat up car
Talking bout this and that while I'm trying not to have
Another pointless heart attack
Going to drive this car right into the lake
Then you'll know what it takes
Your going to find out what it is
I'm really talking about
Two are going in babe, but only ones coming out
Can't you see what a dick you are
Driving in my beat up car
Talking bout this and that while I'm trying not to have
Another pointless heart attack
You accidentally said you loved me
When you hung up the phone (Phone, phone, phone)
It was meant for someone else
But I kept it for my own (Own, own, own)
And now I'm as helpless as a derailed train (Train, train, train)
Writing two chord love songs to keep from blowing out my brains
Can't you see what a dick you are
Driving in my beat up car
Talking bout this and that while I'm trying not to have
Another pointless heart attack
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Price
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