I thought that I'd been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life
Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm with out your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to call help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Just like a moth drawn to a flame
Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain
Your bitter heart cold to the touch
Now I'm gonna reap what I sow
I'm left seeing red on my own
Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself
Aching, begging you to call help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll bw needing stitches
[x3]
Needle and the thread
Gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread
Gonna wind up dead
Needle and the thread
Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees (falling onto my knees)
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches (and I'll be needing stitches)
Tripping over my self,
Aching, begging you to call help (begging, "Baby, please")
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
(And now that)
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
(And know that)
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
YOU ARE READING
Song Book
RandomIt's just a book about songs. And I don't own the songs, I just write their lyrics. I take no credits on the lyrics or songs inside this book.
