I try to untie Manhattan So lit up, lit up, lit up alright Lit up, lit up, lit up alright I try to untie 'Cause you're the low life of the party, bad blood Bad blood for everybody I'm in control and I believe My bodyguard shows her revolver to anyone who

Over the edge I want to believe To the need what you say and the art you create You're digging your grave, my helpless enemy I want to preserve this legacy Again we'll wash away the blood And all the years will start to rust Crashing waves to the fire of

You're gonna find me Whenever I'm losin' sleep Whenever I'm hard to reach I know times are hard enough But it's not in my blood (Yeah Yeah) You're gonna find me (find me) But it's not in my blood You've gonna find me

How do I live? How do I breathe? When you're not here I'm suffocating I want to feel love, run through my blood Tell me is this where I give it all up? For you I have to risk it all 'Cause the writing's on the wall If I risk it all Could you break my

Sarnia, you're on my mind You're, you're in my heart It's in my pockets and in my eyes, oh, in my blood Sarnia, you been on my mind You been on my mind oh oh yea uh-huh See you staring at your phone Like a poker hand, hey, what you reading? You said,

Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling I would still be on my feet Just before our love got lost you said, "I am as constant as a northern star." And I said, "Constantly in the

Death on two legs You're tearing me apart You suck my blood like a leech You break the law and you preach Screw my brain till it hurts You've taken all my money And you want more Misguided old mule with your pig headed rules With your narrow minded

I will fly into outer space I will die, to love another day I float away, but you're my gravity We rise again, and lose our gravity We rise again, and loose our gravity I was there on the day truth died Blood on my hands throw 'em up in the sky I was the

Someday, baby When the blood runs cold in my veins This is a mean ole' world Baby, to live in all by yourself I said a mean, mean, mean ole' world To live in all by yourself When you can't get the woman you're loving Because she's loving somebody else I

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut