He's eager to lead, squeezed six in this taxi's backseat
His animal's grace, his heart breaks in spit-take
And we run these streets, with tongues neatly tucked in our cheeks
We're easy to please, we're equally cheap meat
Be careful who you dance with
Somebody's bound to get his head kicked in
This wasn't how we planned it
And now don't go asking where we've been
We're all reckless romantics
Why fight the function we've been furnished with?
There's no good way to say this,
Then just to take it on the chin
Left limp and wrist traits spit with his salivate kid
They know where you live
They know who I've been with
And kicked in the ribs
Some kid with his sibilant lips
He knows what he did
And the lads left him lifeless
Be careful who you dance with
Somebody's bound to get his head kicked in
This wasn't how we planned it
So don't go asking where we've been
We're all reckless romantics
Why fight this function we've been furnished with?
There's no good way to say this,
That's just to take it on the chin.
Writer(s): Zac Pennington, Jherek Brandon Bischoff
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