Norma Jean (US) - The Lash Whistled Like a Singing Wind lyrics

Our friendship has a white flag. I'll surrender if that's what it takes, But I'll never admit defeat. If that's the road, then you have the map. You and I mean way less to me than anything. In the isolation of the thoughts and judgments And whatever happens to be spewing Out of your dependency jail. There's a slow dance soiree of trouble, But you threw the party... We're all doused in gasoline with no fear of flame. Well, there's a lot of things that can start a fire. I hope you're satisfied, Because we all know it's the last thing that I'll hide And it's the last thing that you will expect. No... you made your own damn mistakes!