Another miscontrued electronic communication
I guess my attention's not enough
Thanks for the courtesy text
I'm the last thing you want
and the first thing you need
So for tonight I guess it's back to the same old
hanging with tramp-stamps and cigarettes
Don't know whose the lamb or the slaughter
I hope your father's proud of you
My mind's all made up now
Are you scared yet baby?
'Cause this town's too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You'll regret this
Mark my words
I'll torch this to the ground
You can't get to the phone right now,
It's cool, I know you'll call me back
When plan A fails to say,
"Hey, what's your schedule looking like?
Sorry things have been crazy"
You're the first thing I want,
and the last thing I need
Done ignoring advice from my brilliant friends
that say "Stick with the tramp-stamps and cigarettes"
It's not gonna change,
I'll always be plan B
I hope your fathers proud of you
My mind's all made up now
Are you scared yet baby?
'Cause this town's too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You'll regret this
Mark my words,
I'll torch this to the ground
On your knees
We've got a problem here,
So don't get too comfortable
I'm sick of breaking my own rules
(On your knees)
We've got a problem here, seriously (Cover up!)
I can't look at you,
You're killing me here
So I'll take you up on the that advice tonight
I hope your fathers proud of you
Come on, I
I hope your fathers proud of you
My mind's all made up now,
Are you scared yet baby?
'Cause this town's too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You'll regret this
Mark my words
I'll torch this to the ground
Torch this to the ground
'Cause this town's too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You'll regret this
Mark my words,
Mark my words
I'll torch this to the ground
Come on!
I hope your fathers proud of you
Now, I
I hope he's not ashamed to call you daughter
