Die on a Rope
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I wish that you didn't love me no more
I've been dead for years
I wish that you didn't own me no more
I've been here before
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I want to draw the blood from your neck
Spill the lies in your bed
I will give you a holy white rose
Cut the tongue from your head, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I belong to a line of red scent
Teach the heart to reflect
The wound is wise for primal black eyes
A scarlet letter in my chest, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I wish that you didn't love me no more
I've been dead for years
I wish that you didn't own me no more
I've been here before
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I want to draw the blood from your neck
Spill the lies in your bed
I will give you a holy white rose
Cut the tongue from your head, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I belong to a line of red scent
Teach the heart to reflect
The wound is wise for primal black eyes
A scarlet letter in my chest, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Credits
Writer(s): Brody Armstrong, Brody Dalle
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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