Halo-Flöte

Like Bonnie and Clyde
From the very first time
Pinkie promise we’d die
If one of us was left behind

Etch our names in that oak
Wherever you go I go
Now you leavin me hollow
Things you said you wanted now you don’t

I can see that price tag on your halo
Talkin all time highs and now you layin low

Makin me cross that line
Dragging me out my prime
Leaving me out to dry yeah
Baby got angel eyes but

I can see that price tag on your halo
Talkin all time highs and now you layin low

Makin me cross that line
Dragging me out my prime
Leaving me out to dry yeah
Baby got angel eyes but

I can see that price tag on your halo

You’re carrying on
As if I’d play along
I don’t think that you realize
What we had is already gone

Hoping I would be sorry how
When you’re only letting you down
Guess you got what you wanted
Thinking you’d be happier now