Get Scared

You've got me shaking from the way you're talking
My heart is breaking but there's no use crying
What a cyanide surprise you have fled for my eyes
If i had common sense i'd cut myself or curl up and die
Sticks and stones could break my bones
But anything you say will only fuel my lungs
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love i don't wanna be loved
You pollute the room with a filthy tongue
Watch me choke it down so i can throw it up
Don't mind us we're just spilling our guts
If this is love i don't wanna be hanging by the neck
Before an audience of death
You'd be the corpse and i would be the killer
I'd be the devil and you would be the sinner
You'd be the drugs and i would be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my ears
You'd be the corpse and i would be the killer
I'd be the devil and you would be the sinner
You'd be the drugs and i would be the dealer
Everything you say is like music to my ears