Pierce The Veil - I'm Low on Gas and You Need a Jacket lyrics
[Pierce The Veil - I'm Low on Gas and You Need a Jacket lyrics]
Choke, tried to wash you
Down with something strong
Tried, but the taste of blood remains
(Taste of blood remains)
Cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
My, how they start to look the same
So keep in happiness and torture me
While I tell you "Let's go in style"
A million hooks around, a million ways to die
Darling, it's cold outside
No, no more eyes to see the sun
(To see the sun)
You slide into bed while I get drunk
Slow conversations with a gun mean more
Than I've ever said to anyone, anyone
So keep in happiness and torture me
While I tell you "Let's go in style"
A million hooks around, a million ways to die
Darling, let’s go inside, it'll be alright
But last night you said you ended up in
Palm Springs dancing on tables
Almost fought some bitch at the club (yeah)
Got kicked out of your hotel
And lost your shoes well, fuck, what
Am I supposed to be impressed?
You're just another set of bones
To lay to rest
I guess it's time to say goodnight
Hope you had a really good time good time
But I will soon forget the color of your eyes
And you'll forget mine
So keep in happiness and torture me
While I tell you "Let's go in style"
A million hooks around, amillion ways to die
Let’s go outside, it’ll be alright
But last night you said you ended up in
Palm Springs dancing on tables
Down with something strong
Tried, but the taste of blood remains
(Taste of blood remains)
Cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
My, how they start to look the same
So keep in happiness and torture me
While I tell you "Let's go in style"
A million hooks around, a million ways to die
Darling, it's cold outside
No, no more eyes to see the sun
(To see the sun)
You slide into bed while I get drunk
Slow conversations with a gun mean more
Than I've ever said to anyone, anyone
So keep in happiness and torture me
While I tell you "Let's go in style"
A million hooks around, a million ways to die
Darling, let’s go inside, it'll be alright
But last night you said you ended up in
Palm Springs dancing on tables
Almost fought some bitch at the club (yeah)
Got kicked out of your hotel
And lost your shoes well, fuck, what
Am I supposed to be impressed?
You're just another set of bones
To lay to rest
I guess it's time to say goodnight
Hope you had a really good time good time
But I will soon forget the color of your eyes
And you'll forget mine
So keep in happiness and torture me
While I tell you "Let's go in style"
A million hooks around, amillion ways to die
Let’s go outside, it’ll be alright
But last night you said you ended up in
Palm Springs dancing on tables