Текст: Alkaline Trio. Good Mourning. Fatally Yours.

There's no mystery, no more there's no talking to you
You had other things in store, guess I felt I was through
I answered every question as accurately as I could

I don't hear from you, no more but I get the message
You crashed your car through my front door
I pulled you from the wreckage

You told me that you miss me
But you meant with the grill and hood
You'd kill me if you could

And if it's okay, I'll just grab my shit and leave
I won't say one word, I'll keep my tricks up my sleeve
Flew off the handle, you opened fire on me
Put me down, put me out of misery, I'm fatally yours

You set fire to me that night you lit and left me burning
Out of my mind, but in my sight
Saw the tables turning

I had a friend that needed me
Made a wish that won't come true
And now it's killing two

And if it's okay, I'll just grab my shit and leave
I won't say one word, I'll keep my tricks up my sleeve
Flew off the handle, you opened fire on me
Put me down, put me out of misery, I'm fatally yours

I'm fatally yours
I'm fatally yours
I'm fatally yours
I'm fatally yours