Compositor: Amelia Moore / Andrew Stoelzing / Austin Sanders / Jonathan Bach / Jonathan “Yoni” Asperil
One, two, three
If somebody gave me a choice
Spend the night with a bear or a boy
Tell that boy he'll be sleeping alone tonight
I would rather play Russian Roulette
With the cylinder filled up with lead
Then to fake it again with another guy
I've had it up to here
So let me make myself clear
Oh, oh, oh
Next time, I
Hold a man down, it'll be underwater
Oh, oh, oh
Next time, I
Hear a man out, it'll be when the last words are leaving his mouth
And I'll let him drown
Yeah, I'd do it, and do it again
What the hell's gotten into these men?
Used to go war, now they say you ain't worth fighting for
Well, I don't wanna split the bill
And I don't wanna have to wonder how you feel
So I'ma tell you how I'm feeling right now
Oh, oh, oh
Next time, I
Hold a man down, it'll be underwater
Oh, oh, oh
Next time, I
Hear a man out, it'll be when the last words are leaving his mouth
And I'll let him drown
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do
Yeah, yeah
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do
Oh, oh
Do, do, do, do, do
Oh, oh, oh
Next time, I
Hold a man down, it'll be underwater
Oh, oh, oh
Next time, I
Hear a man out, it'll be when his last words are leaving his mouth
And I'll let him drown