You gave me your ace card 
 
 I gave you my time 
 
 In a day of confusion
 
 
 I said Id stash it with mine 
 
 But now my temperatures rising 
 
 My back has grown small 
 
 If you keep on calling 
 
 I dont think Ill
 give anymore 
 
 Cos you drank my blood 
 
 And theres no more left for
 you 
 
 Yes you shot to kill 
 
 But you couldnt see it through 
 
 We
 could have wrecked this place 
 
 Won another race 
 
 Could have walked
 scot-free out of here 
 
 You held out your greasy hand 
 
 It slipped
 away 
 
 I could have died 
 
 I could have cried 
 
 Could have saved
 you this time 
 
 Cos you drank my blood 
 
 And theres no more left for
 you 
 
 Yes you shot to kill 
 
 But you couldnt see it through. 
 
 We could have wrecked this place 
 
 Won another race 
 
 Could have
 walked scot-free out of here 
 
 But if there is someone 
 
 Point me at
 someone 
 
 Show me someone 
 
 Who feels like I see.