Texty: October Fall. A Season In Hell. Here We Go From The Top.

Here we go from the top, let's restart
But the only thing that she starts is her car
To drive away from the thing that she hates
I'm the only thing she leaves behind
Behind

Here we go from the top, don't give in
You're giving up but you're still kissing him
You're sliding to the favorite spot in your room
Getting closer, closer to the closer

Beauty queen knows how to make this hurt
Beauty queen knows how to make this...

Chained down, you lay down
To give yourself away
Before you give in
Don't give yourself away

Here we go from the top, she slides down
To the bottom of the bed like she drowned
Under the sheets for another "I love you"
Here she goes from the top, here she goes, here he goes

Chained down, you lay down
To give yourself away
Before you give in
Don't give yourself away

She's the type of girl when you leave the room, handle turn, lock the door
She's smooth at the hips, and I never thought she would feel like this

Beauty queen knows how to make this hurt
Beauty queen knows how to make this...

Chained down, you lay down
To give yourself away
Before you give in
Don't give yourself away
Chained down, you lay down
To give yourself away
Before you give in
Don't give yourself away