Gutspiller

Quit, I caught you creeping in
I win and when I get you in my grips
I will make everything that's sweet and warm
Appear beneath her
Stacy, she's my lucky charm

'Til I'm sick inside, you're on the outside
'Til I know I'm right, you're on the outside
All my guts, I spilled 'em on the grapevine
If I thought I could, I think I would try

I'll be sure to tuck you in, you win
I'll give anything that you want in this

'Til I'm sick inside, you're on the outside
'Til I know I'm right, you're on the outside
All my guts, I spilled 'em on the grapevine
If I thought I could, I think I would try
Disembodied, tangled in the moonlight
Breathe ammonia mixed with peroxide

Running harder than a mustang
I would die for you, yeah you're my one thing