Odd Holiday - Russian Roulette

Why's it always gotta be bombshells
It's normal to disagree
You always claim your leaving
What a mess you've make of me
Living with you's like living
With a gun against my head
I think I'd rather be playing
Russian roulette instead

So lets all toast to bitter sweet love
Raise your glass if the spark has gone away
Grab a bottle and lets pretend for one more day

There's one thing we've always been good at
I think you know what I mean

If this is gonna be the last time
Let's burn it in our memory

But first lets toast to bitter sweet love
Raise your glass if the spark has gone away
Grab a bottle and lets pretend for one more day

How long can we go on pretending
How long can we go on pretending
How long can we go on pretending
How long can we go on pretending

Written by:
Lee LeBaigue

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