Rory Cheevers - Three Words Lyrics

Kill me
Push me
Throw my body in a trunk

Hold me
Know me
Piss pants drunk

Do you exist
If you text past six
Slit my throat, it's the easiest

Stare into the sun
No I'm never gonna run
Might go out, maybe see someone

I never should've told you how I feel
Could anything be more real
Going to hell Is a steal
If you're here my heart will...

Gone is a friend
Can't f*cking comprehend
It's all my fault
I hope it's the end

Take me out
Take me out
Without a doubt
We're fading out

I'm missing the picture
Cause I don't know what hitya
But I hope it gets me too
I'm done getting screwed

I hope my IRA makes you run like hell away
Through the passes, and the rolling plains

I don't ask for much
I only want drugs
And you know
I don't run... very much

Say it's somehow my fault if I'm poor
It's your fault you're a bore
It's somehow my fault if I'm poor
It's your fault you're a bore

Take Me Out
Take Me Out
Without A Doubt
We're Fading Out
I'm Not Okay
We're Not Okay
I'm Not Okay
We're Not Okay
I'm Not Okay
We're Not Okay