Dead Girl Walking

When I walk in the room, I think about leaving

I could see that *****, she was barely breathing

Something in the air, something in the air, something in the air

I think she knows about me and you upstairs

Should've never looked into those eyes

Should've never kept that promise

I think she knows about us, and I'm a dead girl walking

Caught up in those tragic lies

And now I'm just a dead girl walking

Back in a hotel, one room over

Picking on me like a four leaf clover

Bleeding through the walls, bleeding through the walls, bleeding through the walls

If she don't hear us, then it won't hurt her

I’m not a killer but this is murder

Making movies that we can't return

I'm a classic, no Turner, she a flip phone, she a burner

(No Turner here, **** that *****)

I think she knows about us, and I'm a dead girl walking

Caught up in those tragic lies

And now I'm just a dead girl walking

And I'm a dead girl walking, dead girl walking

Caught up on those tragic lies

And now I'm just a dead girl walking