Die on a Rope Songtext
von The Distillers
Die on a Rope Songtext
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I wish that you didn′t love me no more
I've been dead for years
I wish that you didn′t own me no more
I've been here before
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I want to draw the blood from your neck
Spill the lies in your bed
I will give you a holy white rose
Cut the tongue from your head, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won′t!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I belong to a line of red scent
Teach the heart to reflect
The wound is wise for primal black eyes
A scarlet letter in my chest, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I wish that you didn′t love me no more
I've been dead for years
I wish that you didn′t own me no more
I've been here before
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won't!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I want to draw the blood from your neck
Spill the lies in your bed
I will give you a holy white rose
Cut the tongue from your head, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die? No, I won′t!
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die on a rope?
Tell me something, tell me stupid
Will I die, will I die?
I belong to a line of red scent
Teach the heart to reflect
The wound is wise for primal black eyes
A scarlet letter in my chest, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Brody Armstrong, Brody Dalle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com