I'm Low On Gas And You Need A Jacket

Pierce The Veil · Collide With The Sky [2012]

Choke, tried to wash you down with salt, then drunk

Tried, but the taste of blood remains

Cold, empty mattresses and falling 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

Darling, it's cold outside...



No, no more eyes to see the sun

You slide into bed while I get drunk

Slow conversations with a gun

Meaning 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

Darling, let's go inside

It'll be alright



But last night,

You said ended up in Palm Springs dancing 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?

You're just another set of bones to lay to rest

I guess it's time to say goodnight

Hope you had a really good time.

Good 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 ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables.