Horns lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bloodshot eyes and a deadbeat stance
sh*t-for-brains, I'm a game of chance
One cut, two cut, counting scars
Three cut, horns up behind the bars

[Chorus]
I'm not your patron saint, I'm not your patron saint
Horns up or down and now horns up, I am your warpaint
You're not my angel, dear - you're not my angel, dear
Let's make it crystal clear - horns up, I'm your worst fear

[Verse 2]
It's not the cough that carries me off
It's the motherf*ckin coffin they carry me off in

[Verse 3]
It's not the cough that carries you off
It's the coffin they carry you off in

[Chorus]
I'm not your patron saint, I'm not your patron saint
Horns up or down and now horns up, I am your warpaint
You're not my angel, dear - you're not my angel, dear
Let's make it crystal clear - horns up, I'm your worst fear
[Verse 4]
One shot, ten shot, just in case
Is what it takes to get you out of my face
If I wake up strapped up in my bed
You can slit my wrists, I'd rather be dead

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]
I'm not your patron saint, I'm not your patron saint
Horns up or down and now horns up, I am your warpaint
You're not my angel, dear - you're not my angel, dear
Let's make it crystal clear - horns up, I am your worst fear