Karaoké I'm Low on Gas and You Need a Jacket Pierce The Veil

Choke

Tried to wash you down with somethin' strong

Tried but the taste of blood remains

Taste of blood remains

Cold empty mattresses and fallin' stars

My how they start to look the same

So keep in happiness and torture me while I tell you

Let's go in style

A million hooks around

A million ways to die

Darlin' it's cold outside

No

No more eyes to see the sun

See the sun

You slide into bed while I get drunk

Slow conversations with a gun mean more

Than I've ever said to anyone

Anyone

So keep in happiness and torture me while I tell you

Let's go in style

A million hooks around

A million ways to die

Darlin' let's go inside

It'll be alright

Last night you said you ended up

Last night in Palm Springs dancin' on tables

Almost fought some bitch at the club

Yeah

Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes, well

Fuck

What

Am I supposed to be impressed

Just another set of bones to lay to rest

I guess it's time to say goodnight

Hope you had a really good time

Great time

But I will soon forget the color of your eyes and you'll forget mine

So keep in happiness and torture me while I tell you

Let's go in style

A million hooks around

A million ways to die

Let's go outside

It'll be alright

But last night you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancin' on tables