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