Texty: Hedley. Hedley. Johnny Falls.

Johnny falls, he throws his hands
Into the air, into these walls
He's freakin' out, he's got a gun
He'll get his way, he'll have his fun

You make a mess, you bruise my name
Try to cut me down with every word you say
If you wreck my day, if you wreck my day
You son of a bitch you're gonna get some

And I'm tired of this stupid game
Running in circles from you again
Don't blame me for what I gotta do
I won't hate myself to be loved by you

Johnny runs he shuts his eyes
He only sees from nine to five
Don't let him down he's got a gun
He'll get his way, he'll have his fun

All you wannabes don't have what it takes
To take a shot at me to put me in my place
If you wreck my day, if you wreck my day
You son of a bitch, you're gonna get some

And I'm tired of this stupid game
Running in circles from you again
Don't blame me for what I gotta do
I won't hate myself to be loved by you

Don't push me, don't blame me
Or you'll be sorry you're not getting through
I'm gonna back down as of right now
I won't hate myself to be loved by you

See me cry, see me smile
See me fall, see me fly, yeah

And I'm tired of this stupid game
Running in circles from you again
Don't blame me for what I gotta do
I won't hate myself to be loved by you

Don't push me don't blame me
Or you'll be sorry, you're not getting through
I won't back down as of right now
I won't hate myself to be loved by you

I won't hate myself to be loved by you
I won't hate myself to be loved by you
I won't hate myself to be loved by you
I won't hate myself to be loved by you