Gentlemen prefer blood
Unless You Say
You never needed to
Stay alone all through
The blurry nights back then

Walking crookedly
And talking endessly
She always knew what you meant

“We always want(ed) the ones who fail”
You’d say with glossy eyes
Always wanting those lines to fail
To pull yourself back up

“And, well, anyways…”
You find yourself to say
In front of all your friends

"It happens all the time”
And it goes through your mind
It won’t happen again

Let’s make it our own show again
We’ll plan the whole thing out
They’ll be pouring those shots again
We’ll drink the whole thing out

It’s all the same unless you change your ways
And keeping all the scars you carved until you getaway