I’m Low on Gas and You Need a Jacket Songtext
von Pierce the Veil
I’m Low on Gas and You Need a Jacket Songtext
As I choke, tried to wash you down with something strong
Tried, but the taste of blood remains
All these cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
My, how they start to look the same
So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you
"Let′s go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Darlin', it′s cold outside
No, no more eyes to see the sun (To see the sun)
You slide into bed while I get drunk
Slow conversations with a gun
Mean more than I've ever said to anyone, anyone
So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you
"Let's go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Darlin′, let′s go inside
It'll be alright
But last night
You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancin′ on tables
Almost fought some bitch at the club (Yeah!)
Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes
Well, fuck, what, am I supposed to be impressed?
You're just another set of bones to lay to rest
I guess it′s time to say goodnight
Hope you had a really good time
Good time
But I will forget the color of your eyes
And you'll forget mine
So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you
"Let′s go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Let's go outside
It'll be alright
But last night
You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancin′ on tables
Tried, but the taste of blood remains
All these cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
My, how they start to look the same
So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you
"Let′s go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Darlin', it′s cold outside
No, no more eyes to see the sun (To see the sun)
You slide into bed while I get drunk
Slow conversations with a gun
Mean more than I've ever said to anyone, anyone
So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you
"Let's go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Darlin′, let′s go inside
It'll be alright
But last night
You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancin′ on tables
Almost fought some bitch at the club (Yeah!)
Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes
Well, fuck, what, am I supposed to be impressed?
You're just another set of bones to lay to rest
I guess it′s time to say goodnight
Hope you had a really good time
Good time
But I will forget the color of your eyes
And you'll forget mine
So keep in happiness
And torture me while I tell you
"Let′s go in style"
A million hooks around
A million ways to die
Let's go outside
It'll be alright
But last night
You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancin′ on tables
Writer(s): Victor Fuentes, Michael Fuentes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com