Hung out to dry
What's the thing that they say?
Don't worry mate
Plenty more fish in the sea
But to me you were the only one that I wanted
I'd rather be buried in the ground than confronted
Drown my sorrows at the bottom of a bottle
Self-pity as I walk home, stumble and I wobble
Hung out to dry
What's the thing that they say?
Don't worry mate
Plenty more fish in the sea
You're a stunner and a gunner but don't do a runner
You can fool her, undercover, but don't do a runner
When you're freezing in the summer but don't do a runner
She's a stunner and you love her but don't do a runner
I worked on it in my notes for a while
I thought it meant a lot and you thought it was dead
Leave me on read again and I hit send and pretend that it never sent at all in the first
Place me under a microscope, see what happens
When you think you got it all figured out and you don't
Well f*ck it
I didn't like you anyway
Where we heading next?
It's a Friday, get my head straight
Stunner and a gunner but don't do a runner
You can fool her, undercover, but don't do a runner
When you're freezing in the summer but don't do a runner
She's a stunner and you love her but don't do a runner
Bang bang bang
Hit the ground, kill shot
Now he ain't getting up
But he don't give a f*ck
Bang bang bang
Hit the ground, kill shot
Now he ain't getting up
But he don't give a f*ck
Bang bang bang
Hit the ground, kill shot
Now he ain't getting up
But he don't give a f*ck
Bang bang bang
Hit the ground, kill shot
Now he ain't getting up
But he don't give a f*ck
Bang bang bang
Hit the ground, kill shot
Now he ain't getting up
But he don't give a f*ck
Bang bang bang
Hit the ground, kill shot
Now he ain't getting up
But he don't give a f*ck