Letra da Música Cut Up Angels The Used

If we cut out the bad
Well then we´d have nothing left
Like i cut up your mouth
The night i stuffed it all inAnd you lied to the angels
Said i stabbed you to death
If we go at the same time
They´ll clean up the messI lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gunWatched you bite into the bottle
Watch me kick out the chair
Let you chew up the glass
And laughed as you just hung thereI have thought of rose petals
Mostly perfect and pure
I thought of your petals
And the abuse they´ve been throughI lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to brain almost feels like a gunYou lost your head
I couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels just like a gun YEAI told the angels
Can´t stay in heaven
I asked the devil, the devil, the devil.If we cut out the bad
Then we´d have nothing left
Like i cut up your angels
Yeh you stabbed me to deathI lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gunYou lost your head
I couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gunI lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gunI lost my head
You couldn´t come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gunFeels like a gun.
Feels like a gun.
Feels like a gun.
Feels like a…

Composição: The Used.