Gracie Abrams The Knife

I'm living with a knife in my side I'm gonna take it for a joy ride You left when you gave it What criminal training, a sorry curse And they're daring me to pull it out I'll probably keep it for a lifetime I'll probably name it, then care for and claim it That's how it works When you go ruin my life In the worst way right at the wrong time When I'd have followed you blind, mm And then I'll go out of my mind Shifting my weight over the cliff side I'm takin' my chances, rolling the dice This should be the last time Should be the last time Should be the last time Should be thе last time (Yeah) And I'm living with the ghost of you likе You're riding shotgun on my long drives It's your destination, your radio station Your song, rehearsed, oh-woah They're daring me to kick you out, oh I'll probably feel you 'til I die But I'll never face you or ever replace you It doesn't work 'Cause you go ruin my life Flatten my days and wrecking my nights I'll be here doing my time, oh And, oh, I'll go out of my mind Banging my cage, and crossing the line I'll never get it out if I never try This should be the last time 'Ime ('Ime), 'ime, 'ime This should be the last time We know it won't when you're Holding court from your pedestal Can't you come down? And showing no remorse, you're impossible I was strong before I got knocked down And you just ruined my life Knowing that I'll be further from fine I'm all bark, never would bite, ooh I've gone out of my mind Pouring my case of kerosene I'll be burning this down, but keeping your knife This won't be the last time