Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Caliber, artist - Grieves.
Date of issue: 10.07.2019
Song language: English
Caliber |
The first warning left you crying in the street |
I tried to talk you off the ledge but you leaped |
And it was so far beyond me |
Like how could that sad little man put his hands on a queen? |
I was tryna find a way that I could put him in the ground |
Dancing with the devil telling me to settle down |
I couldn’t get it why you would let him stick around |
Love will never be defined by the fear that one surrounds you with |
Yeah, well, you were never listening |
Walking off the fiery peer into the dissonance |
I tried calling but it never made a difference |
The poison got a hold of you and left you on the missing list |
He put his hands on you, he should die for that |
I wish you weren’t so purposefully blind to that |
I told you I that I’d always have your back |
So I brought the Nighthawk .45 to remind him that |
Cut like a knife blade |
Under the skin |
Fire on the water |
Smoke in the wind |
Blood in the driveway |
And tears on the phone |
I said I’m coming |
Got a bullet with his name on it |
Bullet with his name on it |
Bullet with his name on it |
The second warning left you hiding in the house |
You called crying, I was lying on the couch |
I was 3 states away begging you to get out |
He was poisoning your mind with the words from his mouth, girl |
You always stayed so sympathetic to him |
Said that life had been a bitch and if you left that it would ruin him |
But you don’t see the value in yourself |
He abused your loving nature to keep you inside his hell, but |
What the fuck do I know, right? |
Been in love with you forever, never took that flight |
I won’t ever understand why you let that guy |
Do the things he did to you while the rest stand by, I mean |
I guess I’m never gonna get it |
Like, how the fuck could I from my privileged position |
I’m just tryin' to get it through to you how much you’re worth |
Glock 40 in the pack incase I see him first, motherfucker |
Cut like a knife blade |
Under the skin |
Fire on the water |
Smoke in the wind |
Blood in the driveway |
And tears on the phone |
I said I’m coming |
Got a bullet with his name on it |
Bullet with his name on it |
Bullet with his name on it |