Good evening x3 Miss Good evening x3 Miss Good evening x3 Miss Good evening x3 Miss (Screamed over the verse below, which is sang) All I, ever do is wish things were different This envy is destroying me, and it is obvious It's obvious x8 (This verse sang behind the above screamed verse) I'm looking to put a bullet into the tile floor Into the tile floor I'm looking to put a bullet into the tile floor It's obvious Mark this x4 I want to say something We were blessed, but now I wet my lips and wait for them to dry I wet my lips, I wait Wait, wait for them to dry The lust of the dress The thought of her lips Reverent smile These letters that I write, shackled to my chest Shackled to my chest Shackled to my (shackled to my chest) Shackled to my (shackled to my chest) Shackled (chest) Shackled to my chest (to my, to my chest) Shackled to my chest (shackled to my chest) Shackled to (my chest) Shackled to my chest Her tantalization (her tantalization) She is misconception (she is misconception) Good evening x3 Miss Good evening x3 Miss Good evening x3 Miss Good evening x3 Miss