She Gets Away Everyday
 Cold Hands She Reaches For The Cigarettes
 To Warm The Day She Cant Say
 She Needs More Sympathy
 She Needs More Of Everything
 Another Kiss Another Pill
 She Believes In A Bigger Thrill
 She Might Just Kill Again Move On
 To The Next Life

 She Finds Too Much Interference On Her Radio
 It's Nine Below
 So Blind She Walks Into The Distance
 And Fades Away Away Away Away
 High Fiving Emptiness
 She's Gone Too Far To Confess
 Another Day Another Lie
 Searching For That Perfect High
 She Might Just Kill Again
 Move On To The Next Life

 She Might Just Kill Again
 Move On Move On She Moves On
 Move On Move On
 To The Next Life

 Bye Bye
 Bye Bye
 Cold Hands Reach For Cigarettes