better left dead - Pretty little things Lyrics

Well, I don't belong here
I think I took it too far
And I got a new fear
Drunk driving your car

Well, aren't you sick of feeling down and out
Or have you took the time to try to come around
I got your old man's Cadillac sitting at the bottom of the river
And it's too late now, I said it's too late now

I'm fighting for my life at the bottom of a bottle
I had to leave cause you're so damn hollow

And maybe someday I'll forget
All the pretty little things you said
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it
And maybe someday I'll forget
All the pretty little things you said
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it

I don't belong here
I think I took it too far

And maybe someday I'll forget
All the pretty little things you said
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it
And maybe someday I'll forget
All the pretty little things you said
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it
Yeah, there's some truth to the lie of it