paroles de chanson The One - Rifle

I hate myself when I get like this
Clever as an anvil and as subtle as a fist
Give me something I can break to show you who I am
Tell me just what does it take to prove that I'm your man

And if I live through this nothing else will ever kill me
And if you're not The One then no one ever was or will be
Be The One, be The One

My head's a snake pit and it's full of thoughts of you
Can't you give me something for what I'm going through?
The night is calling and its voice is clear and strong
The spirit's weak and the flesh drags it along

And if I live through this nothing else will ever kill me
And if you're not The One then no one ever was or will be
Be The One, be The One

I still recall the flavor of your kiss
The heat the smoke the whiskey and the spit
And if I saw any future in this
I look around and I know this isn't it

And if I live through this nothing else will ever kill me
And if you're not The One then no one ever was or will be
Be The One, be The One