Cunts Dying To Hit
He's a dumb f..ck son of a bitch
He's been out angling for a kick in the dick
He's got a face that you're dying to hit
He's gonna keep it up but no
He's never ever gonna get it
And she's the whispering wind
A weeping willow within
In a fair, thin coat of skin
She's got a story to tell
She's got a heart made of fluff
With so much love to give
Nobody said it was fair
You gotta do what they say
To get your orders to get there
A losing bet from the start
The guts want what the heart want
Forget all the dark parts
One choke at a time
So get your ass off the floor
Get your ass out the door
He's gonna play with the have-mores
One choke at a time
They'll make a promise today
To right their biggest mistake
The guts will get what the mouth takes
Fat boy
Countries
Power engines
Started racing
Guilty
Heart dead
Pull ‘em up boy
Help in your stead
Fortunes
Won and
Lost in breezes
Crushed in seconds
Kisses
Goodbye
Thumb my nose
At careless mind's eye
Nobody said it was fair
You gotta do what they say
To get your orders to get there
A losing bet from the start
The guts want what the heart want
Forget all the dark parts
One choke at a time
So get your ass off the floor
Get your ass out the door
He's gonna play with the have-mores
One choke at a time
They'll make a promise today
To right their biggest mistake
The guts will get what the mouth takes
