Dead on the Floor

Leaves in the fire

"She'll make a fool of you," they said

I won't lose any

Sleep over anyone's opinion

She's dead set on the gun

And I'm getting faded

Fuck off with the ratings

I'm hanging along

Or dead on the floor

Whichever way the world turns

Her eyes take my soul apart

Leaves my heart on the mantel

She's dead set on the gun

And I'm getting faded

Fuck off with the ratings

I'm hanging along

Or dead on the floor

Whichever way we're headed

Words on a phone

Ruling the world

Begging for more

Blurred lines drawn

This love's enough

She's dead set on the gun

And I'm going crazy

Fuck off with the ratings

I'm hanging along

Or dead on the floor

Whichever way the world turns

She's dead set on the gun

And I'm going crazy

Fuck off with the ratings

I'm hanging along

Or dead on the floor

Whichever way the world turns