We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips I can’t decide if you wear me out Or wear me well I just feel like I’m condemned to wear someone else’s Hell We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips I got bullets in the booth Rather be your victim than be with you I’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips Rather be your victim than be with you
