One day you're gonna miss me.
One day you're gonna wake up cold.
Then you'll wish that you could kiss me when you're old
and you're alone.
So cry if you want to.
Yeah, you can come undone but you've gotta have a heart
to have a broken one.
You can take your accusations.
You can have all your records back.
You can have an opinion or a heart attack,
'cause if you lose a kindred spirit, you'll find another
one.
But you've gotta to pull the trigger to have a smoking
gun.
Oh my girl, it must be so tight in your skin 'cause
there's no room to breathe- this fantasy you're living
in.
I need a new perpective, I need a fresh start.
I need a girl like you like a stolen car because we all
love the joyride until you wind up dead.
You see, you don't need a heart to have a swollen head