Lyrics

She wondered once about her luck Put out her match with a tear She said I'm bored to death and born to -- Look, you want way the hell away from here? He said you don't look that tough to me Leaned and lit a cigarette How 'bout you wait and see just what you regret Until we get what we get They say it makes you stonger But first you gotta survive What didn't kill you will make you wish you died What didn't kill you will make you wish you died She struggled to read his knuckle tattoos Beneath the ring and the scar But the left said love and the right read true She said please say you got a car It's parked out back It's pointed out of state It's a recent acquisition we should probably ditch the plates And it won't get you far enough to ever lose track But yeah it's plenty car enough for never coming back They say it makes it stonger But first you gotta survive What didn't kill you will make you wish you died What didn't kill you will make you wish you died Yellow duffel in the seat back yonder Bunch of pretty junk I bought her It's yours if you want I believe in the flame But to me it's the same She said no thanks man my baggage is packed This name on my ankle with this knife in my back I know a place on the way out of town It's as good as burned down It's as good as burned down They say it makes it stonger But first you gotta survive What didn't kill you will make you wish you died What didn't kill you will make you wish you died You call that a scar A bruise, a tear Pillowmarks Souvenirs
Writer(s): Cory Branan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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