Whipped lyrics

your back`s turning, your head`s burning, for someone more to love. but glory days, can`t be replaced, shallowed out for her fake love. whatever you say, he`ll kill to breathe, every word she speaks, every move she makes, but i dont know what`s to appreciate when she co-creates the bond we have made. down to one last good friend who realizes glory days can`t be replaced by a girl like her. he`ll kill the breathe the air she bleeds. he`ll kill to be the one she needs.