Heartbreaker, Bonecrusher

Embracing storms and hurricanes
Just not the man you have wanted to know
I’m breaking hearts and crushing bones
The hopeless scream of happiness
Reminds me nothing but what I have lost
And faith is slowly turns to dust
Oh yea-yea-yea-yea-yeah
Hope is out of stock, hope is out of stock today, baby
I’m getting drunk and sick as fuck for sadness will prevail
Let me out of this fucking hole
Now you’re out of reach
And nothing will keep me alive
My biggest mistake is the wish to survive
My wish to survive
Hope is out of stock, hope is out of stock today, baby
I’m getting drunk and sick as fuck for sadness will prevail
Strip your fucking gun, strip your fucking gun and watch me dead
Or grab the stick and beat that shit out of my fucking head
Ha-ha-ha
Keep laughing
Keep singing
I’ll hunt you down
Hope is out of stock
But stock is full of whiskey
And so we’re quits, dear?
And so we drown, bitch
I prefer just don’t give a fuck
You’re out of cards except last one
So I will jag and gut you up
Until you’ll drop your mother-fucking trump
Just pay the bills and leave
That’s what she said to me
And so another sin is living deep within
No need to call the cops
Or fucking ambulance
Another slut is getting hot in very special way
Another slut is getting hot in very special way
I prefer just don’t give a fuck
You’re out of cards except last one
So I will jag and gut you up
Until you’ll drop your mother-fucking trump