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.