Asleep On Broken Teeth - Wakefield, John Fields, Ken Chastain

If you didn’t want me to know

You sure didn’t try to hide it

If you didn’t think I would change

I hate white teeth lying

You slipped up, I hate to do this

My friends warned me, they saw right through it

Evidence is a bitch

Would you make me run for my life?

Would you make me run?

A mouth full of hate, ready to go

You better keep your rib cage unexposed

Cause I might have to hurt you

Evidence is a bitch

And I could never do that

Would you make me run for my life?

Would you make me run?

And how do you sleep late at night?

Would you make me run?

Would you make me run for my life?

Would you make me run?

(And I could never do that)

Just say that we are, and I

Would you make me run?