Intro: verse 1 A face and body of a model I hold her tighter than the bottle She’s driving through my head She’s got me hanging by the last thread Interlude verse 2 With flowers in her hair, a dagger around her waist She always leaves me with that bitter taste I don’t want to miss this train She’s got me hanging by the last thread Interlude verse 3 She knows no magic, she just knows game Inflicting her and numbs the slow pain If all I want is lost My baby’s got me on the run, got me on the run Interlude verse 4 A face and body of a model I hold her tighter than the bottle She’s driving through my head She’s got me hanging by the last thread Interlude Verse 5 She has a soul that’s made of coral She’s got a rules book with that moral She cannot be controlled She can be straight up for my gold