pressure point

(Apologies, this song is really hard to understand what's being said, so I'm doing my best! :D ) Intro (Wells): Yea, it's Wellsy Chorus (Wells): Face first through the windshield You've got a bad deal, don't know how that feels Got knives in my chest, got scars on my neck I don't know if they'll heal And I when I feel alone, hate the feel of being home When I call, you don't pick up When I got to the show, you were all doing coke And I don't mess with that stuff Verse 1 (Bella): Snow blind Ain't right Gave everyone a big fight Bad life Good life You were more then a decadent Set the precedence, your only innocence (?), met your friends and their confidence Nothing truly dies in the aftermath Gut cries three hundred days and thirty nights Prechorus (Wells): Folding for anything, but you'll fold for nothing Taking, I'm remembering the (?) Crashed in heaven, and then I'll end on Earth Take it with yourself, don't remember me first Don't remember me first Chorus (Wells): Face first through the windshield You've got a bad deal, don't know how that feels Got knives in my chest, got scars on my neck I don't know if they'll heal And I when I feel alone, hate the feel of being home When I call, you don't pick up When I got to the show, you were all doing coke And I don't mess with that stuff Verse 2 (Wells): Yea, I don't mess with that Down a couple shots, foreign whip I'm wanna crash I been feeling really bad Shit been going wrong, and you know I'm bout my bag But then she fucked my bag up Just flushed down my pills, girl, I'm trying to fix this Thought I figured it out, but I guess I was wrong Girl, I'm really bad at this Hold me close still It's what I need right now Just tell me what to do Cuz I don't really know how To determine the right mood I'm sorry I hurt you My heart always burns for you I'm sorry you met me Chorus (Wells): Face first through the windshield You've got a bad deal, don't know how that feels Got knives in my chest, got scars on my neck I don't know if they'll heal And I when I feel alone, hate the feel of being home When I call, you don't pick up When I got to the show, you were all doing coke And I don't mess with that stuff