like damn

Damn (oh, oh)

(Oh, oh)

Damn (oh, oh)

Damn (oh, oh)

(oh, oh)

Damn (oh, oh)

Life is like a ring of dogs all fighting for the favor

Ripping each other apart without a second thought

All the men are sitting with their feet up on the table

Talking 'bout the island and the girls back on the yacht

Oh man, crushed flowers in your hands

Controlling things you can't

Trickling down your fingertips, like damn

All these stains you never planned

You'd never understand

I hate it when you talk too much

Like damn (da-da-da) damn

(Da-da-da-li-li) like damn

I hate it when you talk too much

Like damn (da-da-da) damn

(Da-da-da-li-li) like damn

(Li-li) like damn (li-li) like damn

Oh man, crushed flowers in your hands

Controlling things you can't

Trickling down your fingertips, like damn

All these stains you never planned

You'd never understand

I hate it when you talk

Damn

(oh, oh)

Damn

Damn

(oh, oh)

I hate it when you talk too much

Like damn (da-da-da) damn

(Da-da-da-li-li) like damn

I hate it when you talk too much

Like damn (da-da-da) damn

(Da-da-da-li-li) like damn

(Li-li) like damn (li-li) like damn

Oh man, crushed flowers in your hands

Controlling things you can't

Trickling down your fingertips, like damn

All these stains you never planned

You'd never understand

I hate it when you talk