Lyrics Hold On

She had a history of killing herself
I had a habit of dying
I think she gave me something to live for
I guess I helped her pass the time

And I had a vision of seeing things straight
She had the heart of a liar
I never saw her leave me once
She never felt me beside her

It's cruel but she's got a good hold on me (x6)

She had a history of killing herself
I had a habit of dying
I think she gave me something to live for
I guess I helped her pass her time

And I had a vision of seeing things straight
She had the heart of a liar
I never saw her leaving me once
She never felt me beside her

It's cruel but she's got a good hold on me