You bring it out I know how you’re operating Only come around when you know that I need it Cut out my heart and you leave me bleeding You’re doing it now (You bring it out) Why you wanna do this Don’t want to see you in my fall Leave me alone

All alone, or in two's The ones who really love you Walk up and down outside the wall Some hand in hand And some gathered together in bands The bleeding hearts and the artists Make their stand And when they've given you their all Some stagger and fall,

When I bleed, I bleed out When I cry, I cry loud When I love When you leave I bleed out. Can’t live out this way I just gotta say hey Baby we’re nothing else to say Look me in my place I can’t live out this way You put it in my heart

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in Yeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

Call me on my phone, I don't pick it up I don't even know if I give a fuck about anything Fuck me when the beat drop Baby, fuck me 'til my heart stop Bleeding out my laptop Blood leaking out my laptop I ain't never home, I been fuckin' up I don't give a

The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began

I tell niggas to suck my dick, get the fuck out my face 'Cause I don't need 'em 'Cause they're, never around, when I'm down Shot and I'm bleedin' Yeah, it is what it is man Sirens flashin' you know the routine, the crime scene taped off It started out a

Oh oh, oh oh And there's no one, no one like you And there's no one, no one like you. I wish that I hold bite my tongue 'Cause even when I'm right I'm wrong I wish that I could pull these scabs And bleed you out My coffee's got a bitter taste

The bleeding The screaming, was tearing me apart I'm better off without you and you're better off without me The beatings I remember when all the games began