Cat got your tongue

Left it tied and strung on the weight of your words

And the sting of that punch

Knuckles are bloody

Well, stick to your guns

Don’t say you didn’t mean it

Bite the bullet and run, babe

Quiet so heavy, turn the radio on

Keep staring down the barrel of an unforgiving sun

“Blind with rage”

Lame excuse you spun

Like you didn’t pull the trigger

Bite the bullet and run, babe

Bite the bullet and run, babe

I hope that you die and I hope that it hurts really bad

With a fistful of worms and a mouth full of words to retract

I hope you die just enough to know why I’m sad

I hopе you die, but then you come back

That’s a lot of big words

That’s a rеally made bed

That’s a lot of stolen ammo from your daddy’s back shed

Shot your own foot (close!)

Try it again

Maybe aim a little higher, fill the hole in your head, babe

Say it out with your chest, babe

Kinda hope that your teeth break

Or at least get a toothache

I hope that you die and I hope that it hurts really bad

With a fistful of worms and a mouth full of words to retract

I hope you cry when you finally see my side

‘Cause I’d never stoop quite as low just to prove I’m right

I hope you die just enough to know why I’m sad

Well, I hope you die, but then you come back

When I’m miles away you’ll be rollin’ in your grave

Buried by the weight of what you say

I hope you die and I hope that it hurts really bad

With a fistful of beautiful flowers you grew from regret

I hope you die just enough to know why I’m sad

I hope you die