Sir, This Is A Cut Throat Fashion lyrics

We see you standing on the highway
Waiting for the attention you don't deserve
Why didn't you take your
(Paint me a gun, my love) Why didn't you take your
(And pull the trigger on me, baby) Photographs with you?
(Blow me away)

Look at everyone else you're killing with you
Look at everyone else you're killing with you
Stand there in your suit and think this through

Use your gun to be a memory
It's time to be honesty

She sidewalks through the rain
And there's a pulse, but not even a murderous photo

Think about being the hero
Think about being the legend

Another one that went and forgot to return
Dining at a table for two, forget the expenses

We see you standing on the highway
Waiting for the attention you don't deserve
Why didn't you take your
(Paint me a gun, my love) Why didn't you take your
(And pull the trigger on me, baby) Photographs with you?
(Blow me away)
Better pack your tears in a suede suitcase
And run away with my heart
Better pack your tears in a suede suitcase
And run away with my heart

And I don't ever want to wake up
That bottle is no good anymore, no
It's shattered, forgive me, it's shattered, forgive me
It's shattered, forgive me

I'd like to fade away, wipe me from your diary
Because right now I bet you feel so alive, so alive

"But the ghost of me, it needs to die"
Well, I'm not trying to stop you, sir
"But the ghost of me, it needs to die"
Well, I'm not trying to stop you, sir

It's just that we need everyone here
It's just that we need everyone here
Accounted for
Everyone here accounted for