Your love tells a story baby

I've been reading between the lines lately

The first page down rip it out and roll it up

I burn it like a star falling down to the earth

I always seem to love the things that kill me

I'm taking your sticks and stones because they don't break me

Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby

I am gonna die by your suicide eyes

Slide high on the cleaving baby

You look up and say jump

Who's gonna be the one to save me

Gonna die right city ain't nobody gonna miss me

Because everybody think I'm crazy

I always seem to love the things that kill me

Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me

Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby

I am gonna die by your suicide eyes

Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me

Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby

I am gonna die by your suicide eyes

Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me

Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby

I am gonna die by your suicide eyes

Take your sticks and stones because they don't break me

Leave your guns and horse at your Western baby

I am gonna die by your suicide eyes