Red Flags
I was just 19, big city dreams, when you came into my life
You had punk rock hair and drop dead stare
How could everything feel so right
We were meant to be, we had chemistry
What you said when we moved out
But I found it weird, when you're boyfriend's here
And you fucked him on my couch
I was 22, much less than you, when you showed up at my door
When I had the blues, baby you did too, gave me something to live for
But you lost your mind, and you lost my time
When you never made it right
You're a stubborn ass, when you smashed that glass
And you tried to take my life
Shoulda seen it comin, I shoulda seen it clear
Rose colored glasses and I plug my ears
Well I shoulda took the exit, I shoulda seen the signs
One wrong turn and I fuck my life
Disaster calls to me, like a moth drawn to a flame
Disaster calls to me, when did Satan learn my name
Disaster calls to me, but I just can't disagree
Cause I play with fire, as the flames burn higher
Make a martyr out of me
I was 22, when your eyes so blue, tried to sell me on your games
But your creepy stare, and your lack of hair, how I tried to run away
When you stole my friends, and you phoned it in
Well I'm glad it's come to this
You're a stalker creep, and you're just so cheap
And you're just so full of piss
I was 25, when your eyes met mine
Should've known that I was doomed
But you pulled me in, with your sweetest sin
Your cigarettes are your perfume
But you keyed my car, like you keyed my life
When you stole my fucking shit
Do your friends all know, why your red hands glow
Cause you wear rings when you hit
Disaster calls to me, like a moth drawn to a flame
Disaster calls to me, when did Satan learn my name
Disaster calls to me, but I just can't disagree
Cause I play with fire, as the flames burn higher
Make a martyr out of me
Shoulda seen it comin, I shoulda seen it clear
I keep red flags, little souvenirs
Well I shoulda took the exit, shoulda seen the signs
One wrong turn and I fuck my life
You had punk rock hair and drop dead stare
How could everything feel so right
We were meant to be, we had chemistry
What you said when we moved out
But I found it weird, when you're boyfriend's here
And you fucked him on my couch
I was 22, much less than you, when you showed up at my door
When I had the blues, baby you did too, gave me something to live for
But you lost your mind, and you lost my time
When you never made it right
You're a stubborn ass, when you smashed that glass
And you tried to take my life
Shoulda seen it comin, I shoulda seen it clear
Rose colored glasses and I plug my ears
Well I shoulda took the exit, I shoulda seen the signs
One wrong turn and I fuck my life
Disaster calls to me, like a moth drawn to a flame
Disaster calls to me, when did Satan learn my name
Disaster calls to me, but I just can't disagree
Cause I play with fire, as the flames burn higher
Make a martyr out of me
I was 22, when your eyes so blue, tried to sell me on your games
But your creepy stare, and your lack of hair, how I tried to run away
When you stole my friends, and you phoned it in
Well I'm glad it's come to this
You're a stalker creep, and you're just so cheap
And you're just so full of piss
I was 25, when your eyes met mine
Should've known that I was doomed
But you pulled me in, with your sweetest sin
Your cigarettes are your perfume
But you keyed my car, like you keyed my life
When you stole my fucking shit
Do your friends all know, why your red hands glow
Cause you wear rings when you hit
Disaster calls to me, like a moth drawn to a flame
Disaster calls to me, when did Satan learn my name
Disaster calls to me, but I just can't disagree
Cause I play with fire, as the flames burn higher
Make a martyr out of me
Shoulda seen it comin, I shoulda seen it clear
I keep red flags, little souvenirs
Well I shoulda took the exit, shoulda seen the signs
One wrong turn and I fuck my life
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Writer(s): Danna Amelia Melody Pond
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