Wah Wah Wah (feat. Everlyte) - Love for Hire

We throw tantrums like parties We're not happy 'til everyone knows we're sick And that's just how we like it We've hurt bad enough, right, we've earned it Don't tell the others but it's all getting old I mean how many more times must our stories be told? And being lonely's only fun in a group But sort of loses its charm when it's true I meant it when I said I wanna get well, I wanna get well Are the rest of you so content? Stay where you are but it hurts like hell And I'm sure it's fun at first Test your pulse and check your vitals If it's only a game you lost me I quit it with the suicidal recital So now you know all my secrets I want out, I know I don't need this Can you find me friends that don't rank me on what I've been through The more battle scars the more attention it gets you Don't tell the others but it's all getting old I mean how many more times must our stories be told? And being lonely's only fun in a group But sort of loses its charm when it's true I meant it when I said I wanna get well, I wanna get well Are the rest of you so content? Stay where you are but it hurts like hell And I'm sure it's fun at first Test your pulse and check your vitals If it's only a game you lost me I quit it with the suicidal recital Yeah, we should've known it would end this way What did you expect? Pretend it all away And all we've got left is a sorry pile of hearts I'm getting out, gonna write myself a new start Come on dry your eyes, meet me on the other side Run as fast as you can and we'll make it out alive We know better now, we don't have to live like this Go tell them all, we don't have to live like this I meant it when I said I wanna get well... I meant it when I said I wanna get well, I wanna get well Are the rest of you so content? Stay where you are but it hurts like hell And I'm sure it's fun at first Test your pulse and check your vitals If it's only a game you lost me I quit it with the suicidal recital If it's only a game you lost me I quit it with the suicidal recital

I don't know how I got here but I refuse to stay I betrayed myself when I let others have their way But I am holding on, my finger on the pulse The sound of my heart pounding tells me there's still hope But people don't like when you put up a fight And slowly, ever so slowly, I am losing mine I'll fight, fight, fight or be taken out alive, fight Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Standing on the edge, am I better off dead? How could I forget that I'm better than this? I've come too far to fade tonight Fight or be taken out alive My thoughts are racing faster than my body can react The danger doesn't register, the fear feels like an act Don't pull the plug, I swear this isn't how I want to go The sound of my heart pounding tells me there's still hope But people don't like when you put up a fight And slowly, ever so slowly, I am losing mine I'll fight, fight, fight or be taken out alive, fight Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Standing on the edge, am I better off dead? How could I forget that I'm better than this? I've come too far to fade tonight Fight or be taken out alive I've survived on life support But I'm stronger than I give myself credit for These conditions only cure When we prepare ourselves for war I've survived on life support But I'm stronger than I give myself credit for These conditions only cure When we prepare ourselves for war I'll fight, fight, fight or be taken out alive, fight Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide Standing on the edge, am I better off dead? How could I forget that I'm better than this? I've come too far to fade tonight Fight or be taken out alive

The word is out that I'm about And I've come gunning for you I'm a real entertainer, a mischief maker A lover of no fixed abode Quick draw on the floor No law give you more Sweet talker, lover of sin You are what you got You get what you want Look out woman I got guns for hire Shoot you with desire The guns for hire Shoot you with desire I'm a wanted poster A needed man Running right across the land I'm a smooth operator A big dictator Gonna mark you with my brand My gun's for hire Shoot you with desire Got gun's for hire Shoot you with desire (Quick draw on the floor, big shot) Hot to trot, big shot Take a lot Never get the drop on me I'm a real entertainer Mischief maker Lover in seven languages My gun's for hire Shoot you with desire This gun's for hire Shoot you with desire Shoot you with desire Shoot you with desire A gun's for hire Shoot you with desire What you got, big shot You can't get... You can't get the drop... on me!