I would've run for the hills
Couldn't time stand still
Then we wouldn't have time to kill
No time to breathe
You bite like a serpentine
No release
If I could sense poison
I would've run in the other direction
But I clearly can't cause
I fell into your arms but
That pit is 20 feet deep
With the stereo blasting our song on repeat
I've been digging my own grave
You're no saving grace
Where did you learn
How to rope
People into your plans
No one can convince you you're not much better than
The people you swear that you're not
What even came from the battles you said you fought
My life is now are you ready or not
Oh fire the shots
Fire the shots
Cutthroat appetite
Where did you keep the knife in my back
All these years
First impression was you're better than that
Made me feel bad
Shedding those tears
Cutthroat appetite
Where did you keep the knife in my back
All these years
First impression was you're better than that
Made me feel bad
Shedding those tears
If I could sense poison
I would've run in the other direction
But I clearly can't cause
I fell into your arms but
That pit is 20 feet deep
With the stereo blasting our song on repeat
I've been digging my own grave
You're no saving grace
Cutthroat appetite
Where did you keep the knife in my back
All these years
First impression was you're better than that
Made me feel bad
Shedding those tears
Cutthroat appetite
Where did you keep the knife in my back
All these years
First impression was you're better than that
Made me feel bad
Shedding those tears
If I could sense poison
I would've run in the other direction
But I clearly can't cause
I fell into your arms but
That pit is 20 feet deep
With the stereo blasting our song on repeat
I've been digging my own grave
You're no saving grace
I've been digging my own grave
You're no saving grace