No Drugs, No Alcohol
Satellite feeds my eyes tonight
But I don't wanna sit around anymore
You were right, I guess you won the fight
But I don't know if I can take many more
You bent the knee
He knew it was me
We never meant to hurt him
So determined, it's a certain irony
Jane's a miracle, no matter what they say
To Davie, keep your major time away
From here to Mars, is anybody there?
I wanna stare but I know it's no joke
You're out of hope
Don't let go of the rope
I never meant to hurt him
So determined, it's a certain irony, yeah
It's no joke, you're of hope
Don't let go of the rope
I never meant to hurt him
So determined, it's a certain irony
Don't believe what you've heard, don't call police
('Cause they don't work for me)
I made the bed I'm dying in
So spare me from that look you give
(You know the one I mean)
Promise me your words, they might comfort me
(But it's no guarantee)
I fell upon the hands we shook
So sue me 'til you're off the hook
(You know what I mean)
Don't believe what you've heard, don't call police
('Cause they don't work for me)
I made the bed I'm dying in
So spare me from that look you give
(You know the one I mean)
But I don't wanna sit around anymore
You were right, I guess you won the fight
But I don't know if I can take many more
You bent the knee
He knew it was me
We never meant to hurt him
So determined, it's a certain irony
Jane's a miracle, no matter what they say
To Davie, keep your major time away
From here to Mars, is anybody there?
I wanna stare but I know it's no joke
You're out of hope
Don't let go of the rope
I never meant to hurt him
So determined, it's a certain irony, yeah
It's no joke, you're of hope
Don't let go of the rope
I never meant to hurt him
So determined, it's a certain irony
Don't believe what you've heard, don't call police
('Cause they don't work for me)
I made the bed I'm dying in
So spare me from that look you give
(You know the one I mean)
Promise me your words, they might comfort me
(But it's no guarantee)
I fell upon the hands we shook
So sue me 'til you're off the hook
(You know what I mean)
Don't believe what you've heard, don't call police
('Cause they don't work for me)
I made the bed I'm dying in
So spare me from that look you give
(You know the one I mean)
Credits
Writer(s): Scott Windsor, Jamie Woolford, Scott Gregory Hessel, Chris Serafini
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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