Bury Me In Black
I said,we'll drown ourselves in misery tonightWhite lies,you've worn out all your dancing shoes this timeJust give us war-warnLipstick by the door if I inflameThese eyes have had too much to drink again tonightBlack skies,we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light
Just give us war-warnI've been calling you all week for myShotgun!
Pick up the phone!Pick up the phone,fucker!
I wanna see what your insides look likeI bet you're not fucking pretty on the insideI wanna see what your insides look like(Not so pretty baby)I wanna see 'em
Well,you don't sayAnd well I can't explainWhat happened to my faceLate last night,I sleep in empty poolsAnd vacant alleywaysAnd what I'm going throughShot lipgloss through my veins!And when I can't complainWith the falling rain
Come on!
I wanna save your heartI wanna see what your insides may be like!