Medusa (Acoustic)

I don't have the time to hear
You whine about a broken heart
She's a pistol packin' matador
And I'm the bull to taunt
I'm adoring this contortionist
Who warped my inner thoughts
But I was easy pick and she would listen
And, boy, I love to talk

Mesmerizing eyes
Turned me into stone
And together I'm alone

I don't even want you back
Even though you're all I have
My Medusa, I could use her
'Til I crumble in my crack
You don't ever cross my mind
But I've been known to tell white lies
My Medusa, I could use her
'Til I crumble in my crack

This concrete heart
This concrete heart

I'm obsessed with where the edge is
And how close that I can get
I've been sitting on a nervous horse
With the rope around my neck
I can hear those footsteps closing in
This stud's about to run
And I've hit this line a thousand times
God, I hope this is the one

And I don't even want you back
Even though you're all I have
My Medusa, I could use her
'Til I crumble in my crack
You don't ever cross my mind
But I've been known to tell white lies
My Medusa, I could use her
'Til I crumble in my crack

This concrete heart, oh, I look
This concrete heart

Lipstick on a glass of wine
A cigarette that's half of mine
I smoke until the ember burns my lips
And I know I've been broke before
But she's a pimp who needs a whore
And I've been known to sell my soul for less

And I don't even want you back
Even though you're all I have
My Medusa, I could use her
'Til I crumble in my crack
You don't ever cross my mind
But I've been known to tell white lies
My Medusa, I could use her
'Til I crumble in my crack

This concrete heart, oh, I look
This concrete heart, oh, I look
This concrete heart
This concrete heart