Off White Paint - Dead!

You take the back door

And I’ll watch the front

You grab the keys, I’ll grab the bonds

They’re coming down the stairs

Another 'round the front

Burgundy

On this off-white paint

Is what they said they want

I’ll never do it again, I’ll never do it again

I won’t drop my guard

But the look in his eye

Says he ain’t got the guts to take this shot

I’ll follow you out the back

Into your car

Well, I must admit, my plans end here

I didn’t think we’d come this far

I didn’t think we’d make it here

Well the lines on your face

Match up with the days

From the time that you wasted

Time that you wasted, oh!

Cruising at 50

But it feels like a ton

That just keeps dragging me down

And it won’t stop till it’s won

I’ve had these plans

Since I was young

Next time I’m out of your sight

You’ll know that I’ll be gone

This morning is softened by a

Few shots to the neck

Left bleeding, as skin cracks from my lips

Left bleeding, as skin cracks from my lips

Well the lines on your face

Match up with the days

From the time that you wasted

Time that you wasted, oh!

Well the lines on your face

Match up with the days

From the time that you wasted

Time that you wasted

It’s not love, it’s not faith, it’s not anything

It’s not love, it’s not faith, it’s not anything!

Time that you wasted, oh!

Time that you wasted, oh!