Ruined

Went from true love to all these damn lies
Walking on these eggshells, you've been turning into landmines
When we fuck I'm not the one you're fuckin' baby, am I?
With all these games we're playing might as well build us a franchise

Every minute with you feels like I'm stuck in an hour
Shit even at your sweetest every kiss is turnin' sour
Put a bouquet in your hands now all you've got is dead flowers
Killing everything you touch became your fuckin' superpower

Strike the match and burn a bridge
Drive us both off of a cliff
Light it up until we're ruined, ruined
Sink your teeth into my skin
Drop the bomb and pull the pin
Light it up until we're ruined, ruined

Yeah, maybe what I thought what was life was just the oxytocin
And maybe I don't know myself if I'm not fuckin' hopeless
She wants my hands around her throat, with hers around 'em choking
When we're close to death the only time we're close at all I notice
You just want to treat me like the figures in your dollhouse
Demons in your head, you made your friends and bring 'em all out
Just for me to paint a pretty picture black
I crawled out of this wreckage
If I'm lucky, just to fall back on your arms now

Strike the match and burn a bridge
Drive us both off of a cliff
Light it up until we're ruined, ruined
Sink your teeth into my skin
Drop the bomb and pull the pin
Light it up until we're ruined, ruined

Baby, I'm ready
It's been weighing heavy
We'll whip to Mulholland, you'll hold the confetti
She said hold it steady
I'll try but I'm sweaty
We'll drive off the edge don't you fuckin' forget me

Puttin' it in overdrive
Frozen and immobilized
Might of had a second thought, its nothing I can't override
Time for me to close my eyes
Everything is bonafide
When we hit the bottom I'ma find you on the other side

Strike the match and burn a bridge
Drive us both off of a cliff
Light it up until we're ruined, ruined

Sink your teeth into my skin
Drop the bomb and pull the pin
Light it up until we're ruined, ruined

Baby, I'm ready
It's been weighing heavy
We'll whip to Mulholland, you'll hold the confetti
She said hold it steady
I'll try but I'm sweaty
We'll drive off the edge, don't you fuckin' forget me



Credits
Writer(s): Ron Ish, Zachary Jones, Ryan Oakes, Andrew Migliore
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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