Death of Me

Crack down the hammer, take my life it's yours

Puncture me, slam your boot wherever you please

Say I've found the glass

I've found the glass hidden within the grass

Yes I've found the glass

I've found the glass scattered across the path

But who need's love when your shirt fits just right?

And who needs love when you pull Saturday night?

And who needs love when you

Time the bus so perfectly

And your team goes onto win the league?

Words that I spew take aim and launch for you

Hands entwined through desperate looks voicing goodbyes

Say I've found the glass

I've found the glass hidden within the grass

Yes I've found the glass

I've found the glass scattered across the path

Who needs love when your right hands just right?

And who needs love when we'll drink through the daytime?

And who needs love when we'll die alone anyway?

You might be the death of me

Goodbye is farewell

Cast your shadow over me

Bound to a bad dream

You might be the death of me

Goodbye is farewell

Cast your shadow over me

Bound to a bad dream

If I could have my time again, I'd try again

Who in their right mind could see

How low we've come to be?

Say I've found the glass

I've found the glass hidden within the grass

Yes I've found the glass

I've found the glass scattered across the path

You might be the death of me

Goodbye is farewell

Cast your shadow over me

Bound to a bad dream

You might be the death of me

Goodbye is farewell

Cast your shadow over me

Bound to a bad dream