So rare you don't compare
Tell me what does she see
Well I see someone that's hurt
Two teardrops down his shirt
Said I wanna go up to you
But some fucker's talking
Get out of the way
Before my head sets on fire
Let's talk business
I don't want to witness
You'll rip him to pieces
Please, rip him to pieces baby
Shoot him down, baby
Shoot him down
Your head wears the crown
Tell him to fuck off, get outta town
So rare you can't compare
Tell me what is it that she said
I like the way he lies
Dead in my lullaby
Said I wanna go up to you
What's happening
The words are staying in my head
Go round and round, I'm saying
Let's talk business
I don't want a missus
You'll rip me to pieces
Please, rip me to pieces baby
Shoot me down, baby
Shoot me down
My head wears the crown
So baby
Fuck off, fuck off, fuck off
Shoot me down, baby
Shoot me down
My head wears the crown
So baby
Fuck off, get outta town
So rarely over a bottle I
See memories that once were mine
And there's one thing that she said
Why can't it get out my head?
She's saying
My lips, your lips, apocalypse
My lips, your lips, apocalypse
My lips, your lips, apocalypse
My lips, your lips, apocalypse
Shoot me down, baby
Shoot me down
My head wears the crown
So baby
Fuck off, fuck off, fuck off
Shoot me down, baby
Shoot me down
My head wears the crown
So baby
Fuck off, get outta town