I have nothing left to say
I think it's time that we go our separate ways
And I know this might be
The last time that I see your pretty face

You tied me to the bed, you were dressed to kill
Paid the ransom off with a hundred dollar bills
Call me from the road on the way home
Don't forget your rope on the way home
On the way home

I may be blind but you're fake
(I'm blind but you're fake)
The irony of insecurity is keeping me awake
Empty bottles fill my floor
(Empty bottles fill my floor)

But I want it so much more
And I need it so much more
And we'll never be the same
The same as we were before

You tied me to the bed, you were dressed to kill
Paid the ransom off with a hundred dollar bills
Call me from the road on the way home
Don't forget your rope on the way home

You tied me to the bed, you were dressed to kill
Paid the ransom off with a hundred dollar bills
Call me from the road on the way home
Don't forget your rope on the way home

I've been searching so long
For what I thought was you
And everything I dreamed about
Never would come true
And if I ever had the chance
To take back every word that I said
I would rather have you take me back instead

You tied me to the bed, you were dressed to kill
Paid the ransom off with a hundred dollar bills
Call me from the road on the way home
Don't forget your rope

You tied me to the bed, you were dressed to kill
Paid the ransom off with a hundred dollar bills
Call me from the road on the way home
Don't forget your rope on the way home

You tied me to the bed, you were dressed to kill
Paid the ransom off with a hundred dollar bills
Call me from the road on the way home
Don't forget your rope on the way home

Don't forget your rope on the way home