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.