Bonnie & Clyde Lyrics

I've got your face

Tattooed on the back of my lids

You know your place

Is the top of the list of my pains

I've got you Sussed

True colours making bolts now for the bust

I know you will......wanna wear me down

It's a bit like you've got no-one

Clipping in your magazine

Let's hope it doesn't end like Bonnie & Clyde

Mouth shut, pit stop

Freshen up, now you know you can knock

Sit tight, breath slow

Wouldn't say they never told me so

Bullroar, out loud

Can't remember one time that you made me proud

Schizo, section

Let's see if you don't end up yourself

Feels like you've got no-one

Billy's watching over you

Same mistakes again and again

It's a bit like you've got no-one

Clipping in your magazine

Let's hope it doesn't end like Bonnie & Clyde

Looking through the pages now

I can't help but notice

Laying in to everyone

What's the point of your ballistics

Now you've got the rest of your life

Living next to you!

Let's hope it doesn't end like Bonnie & Clyde

I've got your face

Tattooed on the back of my lids

You know your place

Is the top of the list of my pains

I've got you Sussed

True colours making bolts now for the bust

I know you will......wanna wear me down

Feels like you've got no-one

Billy's watching over you

Same mistakes again and again

It's a bit like you've got no-one

Clipping in your magazine

Let's hope it doesn't end like Bonnie & Clyde

Let's see if it doesn't end like Bonnie & Clyde