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Caliber

 

Caliber

(album: The Collections Of Mr. Nice Guy - 2019)


The first warning left you crying in the street
I tried to talk you off the ledge but you leaped
And it was so far beyond me
Like how could that sad little man put his hands on a queen?
I was tryna find a way that I could put him in the ground
Dancing with the devil telling me to settle down
I couldn't get it why you would let him stick around
Love will never be defined by the fear that one surrounds you with
Yeah, well, you were never listening
Walking off the fiery peer into the dissonance
I tried calling but it never made a difference
The poison got a hold of you and left you on the missing list
He put his hands on you, he should die for that
I wish you weren't so purposefully blind to that
I told you I that I'd always have your back
So I brought the Nighthawk .45 to remind him that

Cut like a knife blade
Under the skin
Fire on the water
Smoke in the wind
Blood in the driveway
And tears on the phone
I said I'm coming
Got a bullet with his name on it
Bullet with his name on it
Bullet with his name on it

The second warning left you hiding in the house
You called crying, I was lying on the couch
I was 3 states away begging you to get out
He was poisoning your mind with the words from his mouth, girl
You always stayed so sympathetic to him
Said that life had been a bitch and if you left that it would ruin him
But you don't see the value in yourself
He abused your loving nature to keep you inside his hell, but
What the fuck do I know, right?
Been in love with you forever, never took that flight
I won't ever understand why you let that guy
Do the things he did to you while the rest stand by, I mean
I guess I'm never gonna get it
Like, how the fuck could I from my privileged position
I'm just trying to get it through to you how much you're worth
Glock 40 in the pack incase I see him first, motherfucker

Cut like a knife blade
Under the skin
Fire on the water
Smoke in the wind
Blood in the driveway
And tears on the phone
I said I'm coming
Got a bullet with his name on it
Bullet with his name on it
Bullet with his name on it

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