Writer: David Schmitt, Ian Kirkpatrick, Kyle Even, Simon Wilcox
Composer: David Schmitt, Ian Kirkpatrick, Kyle Even, Simon Wilcox
Lyrics
Shut the fuck up
City girl with the pretty eyes
Sittin' pretty in her disguise
All alone and I don't know why
Looking good like she don't try
Sweet talking to paralyze
Wouldn't know she's a dirty dime
Story's changing, color's fading
You are nothing more than a thought
I'd never seen your eyes so red
Familiar stranger slips into my bed
I should have killed you when I had the chance
I should have killed you when I had the chance
To get off easy
Only pretty on the outside
Full of nails on the inside
I guess lust is blind
(I cannot feel)
Red nails and a butcher's knife
I don't care cause she's looking fine
She's a good way to die
I'd never seen your eyes so red
Familiar stranger slips into my bed
I should have killed you when I had the chance
I should have killed you when I had the chance
To get off easy
Next time I won't be so weak
I made it out alive
Next time I won't be so weak
I made it out alive
Next time I won't be so weak ('cause I)
I made it out alive (alive, alive)
Next time I won't be so weak
Story's changing, color's fading
You are nothing more than a thought
I'd never seen your eyes so red
Familiar stranger slips into my bed
I should have killed you when I had the chance
I should have killed you when I had the chance
To get off easy
(I thought all girls wanted fellas to take 'em to fancy places
And spend lots of money
Not this girl
David Schmitt, Ian Kirkpatrick, Kyle Even, Simon Wilcox
Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.