underscoresI ought to swallow my prideIn moments like this when I try my luck and I don’t know whyI flew a little too highI saw the reaper and I didn’t even try this timeAnd there’s a pain in my sideMy legs keep shaking and we can’t just stop on the 395So I guess I’m along for the rideI’m seeing symbols that I’ve only seen when I’m about to die
And lately you’ve been giving me dreadI feel it every time that I wake upWhat a funny way to keep me in checkAnd lately I’ve been feeling in heckI get a little high and see crossbonesYou really got your foot on my neck
I must have a death wishIf you asked then I would do it for youIf you asked then I would do it for youI must have a death wishIf you asked then I would do it‘Cause I’m a—
I ought to swallow my pride
I’ll never cross you again, I’ll never cross you again
‘Cause I’m a slut for you, slut for you‘Cause I’m a slut for you, slut for you‘Cause I’m a slut for you, slut for you‘Cause I’m a—