Me and all of my cutthroat bitches go hard or go home

Go home, oh, go home

They can't stand the pain so they won't

They can't stand the pain so they don't

They can't stand the pain

Me and all of my yellow-bellied backstabbing friends

They don't talk

They hate each other

They hate each other

They can't stand the pain so they don't

They can't stand the pain so they won't

They can't stand the pain

You and all of your beautiful faces come through

In this town

[?] knocked down

They can't stand the pain so they won't

I can't stand thе pain so I don't

I can't stand the pain

Somehow I've managеd to embrace it

And erase it

And trace it

And erase it

And trace it

Can't make it

Can't break it

I can't embrace it

I can't erase it

[?] into the sea

And I don't know

And we'll break upon the [?]

When we stretch [?]