The Very Same
Part 1:
Think that I’m alone now
But it didn’t come from his mouth
My intuition tells me he is done
In May you dug my grave up
By June I was back under
I drink to you and what you remind me of
Chorus:
He creates
The very same
Bullet ache
My favourite pain
Part 2:
Didn’t know I needed
Something that I hated
Something that you said i’d get from you
But what are we protecting
What are we afraid of losing
‘Cuss I am not a record in a box
Chorus:
He creates
The very same
Bullet ache
My favourite pain
Think that I’m alone now
But it didn’t come from his mouth
My intuition tells me he is done
In May you dug my grave up
By June I was back under
I drink to you and what you remind me of
Chorus:
He creates
The very same
Bullet ache
My favourite pain
Part 2:
Didn’t know I needed
Something that I hated
Something that you said i’d get from you
But what are we protecting
What are we afraid of losing
‘Cuss I am not a record in a box
Chorus:
He creates
The very same
Bullet ache
My favourite pain