Another misconstrued electronic communication
I guess my attention's not enough
Thanks for the courtesy text
I’m the last thing you want and the first thing you need
So for tonight I guess it's back to the same ol' hanging with tramp-stamps and cigarettes
Don’t know who's the lamb or the slaughter
I hope your father's proud of you
My mind’s all made up now
Are you scared yet baby?
Cause this town’s too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You’ll regret this
Mark my words I’ll torch this to the ground
You’ll regret this
You can't get to the phone right now
It’s cool, I know you'll call me back when plan A fails and say
"Hey, (Hey!) what’s your schedule looking like? Sorry things have been crazy."
You're the first thing I want and the last thing I need
Done ignoring advice from my brilliant friends that say
"Stick with the tramp-stamps and cigarettes."
It's not gonna change. I’ll always be plan B
I hope your father's proud of you
My mind’s all made up now
Are you scared yet baby?
Cause this town’s too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You’ll regret this
Mark my words I’ll torch this to the ground
On your knees
We’ve got a problem here so don't get too comfortable
I’m through with breaking my own rules
On your knees
We’ve got a problem here
Seriously cover up
I can't look at you, you're killin’ me here
So I’ll take you up on that advice tonight
I hope your father's proud of you
I hope your father's proud of you
My mind’s all made up now
Are you scared yet baby?
Cause this town’s too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You’ll regret this
Mark my words I’ll torch this to the ground, torch this to the ground
Cause this town’s too small for the both of us
Hands where I can see them
You’ll regret this
Mark my words, mark my words I'll torch this to the ground
I hope your father's proud of you
Come on!
I hope he's not ashamed to call you daughter