Blood Simple Lyrics

Smoking gas out of shotgun shells

We are our own creators of an enabling hell

And you don't know what you want but you know you don't want me

You have changed and not for the better

When the lights come on all the roaches will scatter

And the snake oil salesmen got nothing on you

You tried to sell me happiness and I paid in full

Winning is easy when they don't know they're competing

Keep me in your crosshair

This is where we start convening

I'm not the hill you should die on

Don't die on me

I'm not the shoulder you want to cry on

I'm not what I seem

I never learned how to let bygones be bygones

When the kangaroo court comes to take me away

The mob will scream, it's just democracy

I'm slowly starting to hate my friends

What they don't like about me is what I don't like about them

And we each think the other is a blind hypocrite

Can't tell if I'm projecting what you're projecting onto him

I just want to immortalize everything I've ever feared

Make it clean

Make it sterile

Don't go

Blood simple

I'm not the hill you should die on

Don't die on me

I'm not the shoulder you want to cry on

I'm not what I seem

I just as surprised as you that I'm still keeping strong

By the skin of my teeth

Yeah, democracy is nice until negotiations dry like raisins

Praised as progress then three week vacation

Baking in the sun