Daggers
THE FLATLINERS · Division Of Spoils 2015 · Track 10 of 23
Take out the knife deep in my back We'll drown here in my blood It's either this or a heart attack
Spent our years lighting up the black Corners of our love Only to fall victim to your dagger
They say
And when you're playing that guitar You're really playing me Its six strings stretched out are my heart
I hope the wood will stain your hands So you don't forget All I had to endure and I'll never understand
They say friends, they come and go And you can't depend on them, you know I said stop this bleeding; I'm a wreck Take your dagger and roll
They say friends, they come and go And you can't depend on them, you know I said stop this bleeding; I'm a wreck Take your dagger and roll