Everybody Loves An Outlaw
A, Am, B, Bm, C, D, E, Em, G
Do you really think I'll just forgive and forget?
No
I'll take caution, you're with her, you're blushing and cold
So cold
You, you're too timid, cheap lying wannabe
You are a fool
It's just true that I used to have this glow
I see red, red, oh red
I got to your head, head, to your head
Now I see the violet of red, red
Did you really just say she didn't mean anything, oh?
I
Remember those words when I come for you, so
oh, so
No, I do
You die your own way now, let me in your soul
But revenge is distress, 'cause I see right through you, rap, rap, oh, rap
I can't do your hair, hair, do your hair
Ex-hit tuner style and there won't be no trail
Don't you know that you're bedded of death?
All I see is red, red
Now all I see is red
Oh, you're so dumb
With this liquid gun I opened tonight
And I see red, red
Oh, right down to your hair
It's a couturier style and there won't be no tray
Don't you know that you're father of death?
Well, I see the red
I see it's red, red, red, red