Ready, Fire, Aim
Ready, aim, fire
Only not in that order
Indecisive and unimpressed
On an impulse to pull yourself further
Away from what you want
Stuck in denial of our old haunts
Repeat yourself, but this time's the last
Just know there are things you can't take back
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
You're torn on a long shot
But the truth is you got caught
And as hard as you try we just can't forget
Cheap perfume and cigarettes
With a touch of whiskey on your breath
In devil's grace and drunk demand
As he led you under, hand-in-hand
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
Beautiful thoughts weather away
With honest ideals and a brutal mistake
When words precede the actions
It's hard for intentions to gain their traction
Maybe I thought that it'd be proper
To run to the door and beg to stop her
I'll tell myself that I was above
But you were the closest thing to falling in love
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
Only not in that order
Indecisive and unimpressed
On an impulse to pull yourself further
Away from what you want
Stuck in denial of our old haunts
Repeat yourself, but this time's the last
Just know there are things you can't take back
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
You're torn on a long shot
But the truth is you got caught
And as hard as you try we just can't forget
Cheap perfume and cigarettes
With a touch of whiskey on your breath
In devil's grace and drunk demand
As he led you under, hand-in-hand
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
Beautiful thoughts weather away
With honest ideals and a brutal mistake
When words precede the actions
It's hard for intentions to gain their traction
Maybe I thought that it'd be proper
To run to the door and beg to stop her
I'll tell myself that I was above
But you were the closest thing to falling in love
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
I can't believe
I can't believe
We're going down this road again
Longing and lust is my best guess
But a wavering mind is the killer of progress
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Writer(s): Thomas Andrew Smeaton Jr, Daniel Robert Lisi
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