Letras
Pretty girl
Can't even stand up
You walk over
Ask if she's okay
She's fine just wants to go home
You grab her hand
You make her stand
Oh watch out, don't step there, can I hold your bag
Yeah, but can you call me a cab
Taxi driver take us home
Not to hers
I live alone
You take her in
Give her more gin
Though she's wasted
Can't even speak
So you make your moves anyway
Cause she's drunk and that's just how you play
And she can't say no, so you just go
But then her face starts to change
She says run run run
As fast as you can
Or else I'm going to catch you
You sick twisted man
You say you're a nice guy
But we both know that's a lie
And if you finish last like nice guys always do
Well in this race losers die
Pretty girl
Goes back home
Checks off her latest victim
It never gets old
She takes a breath
Gets ready for the night
She knows there'll be someone, there always is
To give her a ride
Then she'll say
Run run run
As fast as you can
Or else I'm going to catch you
You sick twisted man
You say you're a nice guy
But we both know that's a lie
And if you finish last like nice guys always do
Well in this race losers die
So run run far away
Run somewhere you can play your games
Take your names
Hurt the women that you blame
Just run run far away
Good thing I didn't come to play
You want me to smile? I'm not being fun?
Well this gun is loaded you have 3,2,1
Run run run
As fast as you can
Or else I'm going to catch you
You sick twisted man
You say you're a nice guy
But we both know that's a lie
And if you finish last like nice guys do
Well in this race losers die
Die
Losers die
So I guess this is
Goodbye