Little Head Lyrics - Crash & Burn - Sinner

[Butch Walker] 

I can dish it out but you know I can't take it 

When you told me every time 

That you came that you were faking 

So I guess I'll never know 

If I was mackin, yes or no 

Got a seven foot cut on my foot the day before 

When you pulled out my glass heart 

And broke it on the floor 

I guess I'm gonna go 

To the house of broken hearts and bloody toes 

It hurts to think about 

I got no doubt - I figured out 

My little head is so shot without you 

My little head can't hold the thoughts 

You put inside my mind when you walked out 

Just a little scratch but it feels like it did 

When you've fallen off the short bus 

And landed on your head 

I felt a little low 

When you told me where to go 

Right straight down to hell 

Cramping up your style 

But your style ain't cramping me 

But what you gonna do 

When you're sleeping with the enemy? 

I'm always at your show, in the very back row 

It hurts to think about 

I got no doubt - I figured out 

My little head is so shot without you 

My little head can't hold the thoughts 

You put inside my mind when you walked out 

My little head is so shot without you 

My little head can't hold the thoughts 

You put inside my mind when you walked out 

My little head is so shot without you 

My little head can't hold the thoughts 

You put inside my mind when you walked out 

My little head is so shot without you 

My little head can't hold the thoughts 

You put inside my mind when you walked out