All the thoughts locked up like a ship in a bottle
Like I’m flying through the wind, 70, full throttle
Got the voices going round and round in my head
But boy you can’t kill me if I’m already dead

Your words slice my veins and cut through the layers
Like we’ve played the game, final two players
I got nothing to lose ‘cause I’ve already bled
But boy you can’t kill me if I’m already dead

I hear the words you say and play ‘em on repeat
I can taste the loss and smell the defeat
You see my hands are covered, guilty red
But boy you can’t kill me if I’m already dead

You keep talking and talking but I already know
Like you’re the encore performance and you stole the show
You got me wishing honey I had a bullet to the head
But boy you can’t kill me if I’m already dead