Hurtful words,
From my enemies of the last five years,
What's it like to die alone?
How does it feel when your tears freeze,
When you cry,
The blood in your veins is twenty below.
Sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear, Juliet
Out from the window see your backdrop silhouette,
There's blood on my hands and it's something I cannot forget
So for now,
Take this down a notch,
Crash my car through your window,
Make sure you're still alive,
Just in time to kill you.
Sitting in this room playing Russian Roulette
Finger on the trigger to my dear, Juliet
Out from the window see your backdrop silhouette
There's blood on my hands and it's something I cannot forget
I can't take this anymore.
I cannot feel what you've done to me
