Lyrics

I am a magnet for broken pieces I am attracted to broken people I pick 'em up and now my fingers are bleedin' And it looks like I'm And it looks like I'm caught red-handed Hit over the head Epiphany, epiphany Over my head Repeatedly, repeatedly Thick skull never did Nothin' for me, nothin' for me Same lesson again? Come on, (come on) give it to me, give it to me (Come on, give it to me) (Comе on, give it to me) Only I know wherе all the bodies are buried Thought by now, I'd find 'em just a little less scary Might be easier, but you don't get used to it Keep on autopilot (Mm) Hey, what's the body count up to Now, captain? Hit over the head Epiphany, epiphany Over my head Repeatedly, repeatedly Thick skull never did Nothin' for me, nothin' for me Same lesson again? Come on, give it to me, give it to me I pick 'em up and now my fingers are bleedin' And it looks like I'm caught red-handed Come on out with your hands up Come on out with your hands up I'm comin' out with my hands up Coming out with your hands up Hit over the head Epiphany, epiphany Over my head Repeatedly, repeatedly Thick skull never did Nothin' for me, nothin' for me Same lesson again? Come on, give it to me, give it to me
Writer(s): Hayley Nichole Williams, Taylor York, Zach Farro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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