One more kill for the highlight reel 'til I can't feel anything
A second thought in a second-rate story
Covered up, covered up so they won't see
Another line from the choir boy, spare me
Is this thing loaded? (Let's find out)
Another kill for the highlight reel, please
Another cut, another cut you can't feel from the
The barbed wire to the fired-up concrete
Take another bullet just for me
Line the stretchers 'til there's not enough for us
So can you give me
One more kill for the highlight reel 'til I can't feel anything?
Another kill for me
Pretty please?
And if you're starting to feel like nothing is real, burn it all and then follow me
You swore you'd pull the trigger, but now it's "stuck"
We're so fucked
So can you give me
One more kill for the highlight reel 'til I can't feel anything?
I don't wanna feel this numb forever
So don't let up 'til I can't stop trembling
Baby, I want to feel something other than this
(Just leave me the keys and I'll leave you a note)
It's getting harder to live
(With a gun to your head and knife to your throat)
Another day, I might as well be dead
So spill my blood while you still can
(Oh, darling) We were meant for so much more than an end
And I can't forget
So can you give me
One more kill for the highlight reel 'til I can't feel anything?
I don't wanna feel this numb forever
Don't let up until I can't stop trembling
I wanna feel something
Existence gives you nothing
When every day is numbing
So baby, can you give me one more kill?
(One more kill)
