Naked in the bathtub, sittin' on the porcelin

Waitin for that little hurricane to pull your torso

And the water don't run; just drips like rain

Still drips like a painkiller drips to the veins

Fill it up with a bag of that happy stuff

Cause the way she runs out you can tell she ain't had enough

Good times goddess, my goodness

Goth fingernail polish autopilot footprints

With a smile that's stitched to the fabric

Of bedtime tales that keep them kids out of the attic

The mouth of madness, loud and manic

The motive of the word, hold it south on the atlas

Picture a hole, put your hero in

Envision the goal, now zero in

Been watchin' your night train track for the last few stops

With no desire to hop in

How did we end up in your apartment?

Pocket full of gossip says this ain't smart

When it's all said and done can't hit restart

But I'll be damned if I don't wanna kiss you (hard)



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Shoulda known better not to fuck with you

Ain't got nothin' but too much to lose

Lost in the rush, don't know what to do

That drug got you like I want you



I've got a restraining order against satan's daughter

And I keep it at the bottom of this Jamieson & water

And when we get there, just sit there and stare

From behind your mascara and your thick hair

I'm aware of that pain you harbor

The same that give game to the names you martyr

Apart from the details of substance and what not

I fucks wit that hunger of love pistol gut rot

Blodshot, gimme one shot, my shot

Propped up on enough talk to make the time stop

The lines of chalk that that Benjamin might cop

Killed the illustrations on them neighborhood sidewalk

Then all of a sudden she got silent

Pupils like marbles hide behind the eyelids

Getaway sticks, go limp in ?ho? place

That fucked up smile sucked up most her face

Truly beauty, seemed serene, each criticism becomes redeemed

Swollow my words no more judgement is through

Cause you look like what I feel like when i'm with you



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