Shoot me in your backyard
A black trench coat, mary janes
Playing knife games
Lust for love, I feel a tug
On the noose around my neck
Blacked out on the cement
Hold a gun to my head, wake up dead
On your dads front porch
You don’t feel remorse
Shoot me in your backyard
A black trench coat, mary janes
Playing knife games
Lust for love, I feel a tug
On the noose around my neck
Blacked out on the cement
Hold a gun to my head, wake up dead
On your dads front porch
You don’t feel remorse