Two shots, drop dead
Don't look, go ahead
You're no longer a threat
For me
I can't stay, lay claim
You won't feel pain
Clouds will go grey
For you
I'm so sick of you
Keep praying for something impossible
Words, I have a few
And they're quite noticeable
Ch:
Carry on, Johnny
I still hear your voice, Johnny
But I'm not coming back
Missed calls, night falls
Red light, broken dolls
Send you up the wall.
My boy,
You'll be fine, red wine,
You walked the line.
There's no more sign
Of life