Ripping Me Apart

(альбом: The Stories We Tell Ourselves - 2017)

Came to with your hands around my neck
Angel in my ear and a gun to my back
You take the wind from me but I choke for the last time
Keep your convictions. I'm done playing the victim
You better move on motherfucker

But you pull me right back together
Yeah you pull me right back
You pull, you pull, you pull

Oh God, you're ripping me apart
You're ripping me apart

Oh you make me a God when we come together
You make me the best but I never get better
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are everything to me
You rip me, you rip me, you rip me, you rip me

I got that four foot nine and fifteen hundred pound
Gorilla in the room
But no one knows, nobody knows that he's got me by the throat
He says "I'm not here to lie about the pain. I'm here to make you feel it."

But you pull me right back together
Yeah you pull me right back
You pull, you pull, you pull

Oh God, you're ripping me apart
You're ripping me apart

Oh you make me a God when we come together
You make me the best but I never get better
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are everything to me
You rip me, you rip me, you rip me, you rip me

You're coming through the back door
Pull the trigger screaming "gimme more!"
Crack my head on the concrete
My conscience right in front of me
Blood pumping like a heart attack
Don't tell me, don't tell me how to act

You make me a God when we come together
You make me the best but I never get better
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are everything to me

Oh you make me a God when we come together
You rip out my heart and you push in the dagger
You are the lie, you are the dream
You are every-fucking-thing to me

You took it all from me
(You took it all from me)
Oh how you rip me, you rip me, you rip me, you rip me

You're coming through the back door
Pull the trigger screaming "gimme more!"
Don't tell me, t-t-tell me how to act
Oh God, I just need another cigarette