What The Hell by Exit Bloom Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Walk away naked, nothing to carry nor hide
Sigh and forget it, oh just leave it behind
Walk off shining, show them the time of their lives
Nothing’s easy, but let me show you how to be kind
[Chorus]
What the hell, what did you expect me to say
When you act that way, but thanks for asking…
[Verse 2]
It’s a risk, you have no choice but to take
So wise up and slap a smile on that face
What’s the matter, did the cat get your tongue
Come hell or high water, just let it wash ashore
[Chorus]
What the hell, what did you expect me to say
When you act that way, but thanks for asking…
Well, that is what you get
When you place the wrong bet, so thanks for asking…
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
What the hell, what did you expect me to say
When you act that way, but thanks for asking…
Well, that is what you get
When you place the wrong bet, so thanks for asking…
[Outro]
That’s what you get
When you place the wrong bet
That’s what you get
When you place the wrong bet
So send the soldiers to the garden
You might get your pardon
Walk away naked, nothing to carry nor hide
Sigh and forget it, oh just leave it behind
Walk off shining, show them the time of their lives
Nothing’s easy, but let me show you how to be kind
[Chorus]
What the hell, what did you expect me to say
When you act that way, but thanks for asking…
[Verse 2]
It’s a risk, you have no choice but to take
So wise up and slap a smile on that face
What’s the matter, did the cat get your tongue
Come hell or high water, just let it wash ashore
[Chorus]
What the hell, what did you expect me to say
When you act that way, but thanks for asking…
Well, that is what you get
When you place the wrong bet, so thanks for asking…
[Guitar Solo]
[Chorus]
What the hell, what did you expect me to say
When you act that way, but thanks for asking…
Well, that is what you get
When you place the wrong bet, so thanks for asking…
[Outro]
That’s what you get
When you place the wrong bet
That’s what you get
When you place the wrong bet
So send the soldiers to the garden
You might get your pardon