"1800GOTOHELL" lyrics
Oh
Running on "Empty" again
I thought you should know
You're the reason my heart never mends
I keep dragging myself
Always running back for you
Nobody else but you
What else do you want from me, want from me babe?
Shots fired
No take-backs
Call 1-800-GO-2-HELL
You wanted feedback
You call, but never leave a voicemail
Add it up
One, four, twenty-four
You're twenty nine and out of time
You'll never get a moment back
How long you think you'll keep it going?
Flashback and re-stack
I'm on it
Built this house with bricks laid dishonest
Hope you know
This ain't what you need
This ain't what you need
This ain't your fantasy
This ain't your fantasy
Looking around
Nowhere to be found
Nobody else but me
Stop looking around
There's nobody else but me
How's your day been?
How you feeling?
What you're doing?
Who you with?
Let's get into some trouble
That you won't reminisce
Let's get cozy
Light some candles
I'll cook you something special
Try to cover up my scandals
Flash-fried, no microwave
Chasing booty every night
That's how the pirate gets paid
Talk it over
Let's figure it out
I'm sure that you love me
But never say it out loud
Pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me
Is that what you tell your friends? (Is that what you tell your friends?)
Things were never the same again (Never the same)
How do I let you know?
How will you know?
This ain't what you need
This ain't your fantasy
This ain't your fantasy
Looking around
Nowhere to be found
Nobody else but me
Stop looking around
There's nobody else but me
If I could go back, I'd do it again
And then when we crash I'll do it again
You know I'll take every cut
'Cause I've earned every scar
I'll be sitting in a gutter
Drowning on the boulevard
Take one last look in the mirror
Is it someone I knew?
Were there omens?
Was it fate?
All my fears have come true
Running on "Empty" again
I thought you should know
You're the reason my heart never mends
I keep dragging myself
Always running back for you
Nobody else but you
What else do you want from me, want from me babe?
Shots fired
No take-backs
Call 1-800-GO-2-HELL
You wanted feedback
You call, but never leave a voicemail
Add it up
One, four, twenty-four
You're twenty nine and out of time
You'll never get a moment back
How long you think you'll keep it going?
Flashback and re-stack
I'm on it
Built this house with bricks laid dishonest
Hope you know
This ain't what you need
This ain't what you need
This ain't your fantasy
This ain't your fantasy
Looking around
Nowhere to be found
Nobody else but me
Stop looking around
There's nobody else but me
How's your day been?
How you feeling?
What you're doing?
Who you with?
Let's get into some trouble
That you won't reminisce
Let's get cozy
Light some candles
I'll cook you something special
Try to cover up my scandals
Flash-fried, no microwave
Chasing booty every night
That's how the pirate gets paid
Talk it over
Let's figure it out
I'm sure that you love me
But never say it out loud
Pick me, pick me, pick me, pick me
Is that what you tell your friends? (Is that what you tell your friends?)
Things were never the same again (Never the same)
How do I let you know?
How will you know?
This ain't what you need
This ain't your fantasy
This ain't your fantasy
Looking around
Nowhere to be found
Nobody else but me
Stop looking around
There's nobody else but me
If I could go back, I'd do it again
And then when we crash I'll do it again
You know I'll take every cut
'Cause I've earned every scar
I'll be sitting in a gutter
Drowning on the boulevard
Take one last look in the mirror
Is it someone I knew?
Were there omens?
Was it fate?
All my fears have come true
