Thea Gilmore - Get Out lyrics
[Thea Gilmore - Get Out lyrics]
Can you see me in the halo
Of this street lamp baby?
Talk is cheap and I can
Just about afford this sentence
What can I do? Maybe I could deal in actions
Yeah i could sell you this finger
Maybe you would get the message
Get out, get out
Is this about blame? Is
This about corruption, baby?
Is this about hypocrisy? ‘Cause
I'm pretty good at that
I seem to have this knack of
Using silence as a shotgun
'Til you reach between your legs and
Draw a weapon of your own
Saying, get out, get out
And these days, you guys
You really owe me one
And I’m just about to cash in my favour
For a shoulder to cry on
Well, this is my plan and this is my idea
If we turn the world around at least we’ll
Have something new to look at and
No-one told me that you always won
A bet you will just
Keep playing those straights
You seem to play them slightly crooked
I say get out, get out
And these days, you guys
You really owe me one
I’m just about to cash in my favour
For a shoulder to cry on
Well, my mouth is so full from all
The shit you’re making me swallow
And I'll bet you my first time I
Can still scream when I want to
And the king of the mice is living
It up with the rat clan
It's got something to do with
Love or passion or something
Get out, get out get out, get out
Of this street lamp baby?
Talk is cheap and I can
Just about afford this sentence
What can I do? Maybe I could deal in actions
Yeah i could sell you this finger
Maybe you would get the message
Get out, get out
Is this about blame? Is
This about corruption, baby?
Is this about hypocrisy? ‘Cause
I'm pretty good at that
I seem to have this knack of
Using silence as a shotgun
'Til you reach between your legs and
Draw a weapon of your own
Saying, get out, get out
And these days, you guys
You really owe me one
And I’m just about to cash in my favour
For a shoulder to cry on
Well, this is my plan and this is my idea
If we turn the world around at least we’ll
Have something new to look at and
No-one told me that you always won
A bet you will just
Keep playing those straights
You seem to play them slightly crooked
I say get out, get out
And these days, you guys
You really owe me one
I’m just about to cash in my favour
For a shoulder to cry on
Well, my mouth is so full from all
The shit you’re making me swallow
And I'll bet you my first time I
Can still scream when I want to
And the king of the mice is living
It up with the rat clan
It's got something to do with
Love or passion or something
Get out, get out get out, get out