And I don't wanna let you touch me, your claws are sharp

But everytime you touch me I tremble in my demented emotions

Get so damn rattled I cry the scent of an ocean

Hell-bent for leather

I smell scents of cleverly fused words in every love letter your mood stirs

Your boot spurs dig deep, kickin me out

But your bare foot could put a lit cigarette out

Damn!

Snap an exposure, there's angel wings growin from the

Back of your shoulders

And I get a mouthful of feathers every time I try to spoon with ya so I sleep on the floor

It's killin me to listen to you snore

I'm wishin to explore, all the injuries and sores

That were left by the once-trusted gentlemen of yours

Relationship with daddy wasn't fair

You deeply loved somebody that was not there

Mallory Knox



[chorus]

Come get some of me (oh yeah)

Girl come get some of me (the gunpowder's gonna pop)

Come get some of me (oh yeah)

Girl come get some of me (the gunpowder's gonna pop)Come get some of me (oh yeah)

Girl come get some of me (the gunpowder's gonna pop)

Come get some of me (oh yeah)

Girl come get some of me (the gunpowder's gonna pop)



I wrote a poem with a fresh form baby

Do you like it? Now you gotta circle yes, no, maybe

It's not about your face, it's all about your grace

You're like an oak tree growin in a flower vase

Share a cigarette when we're runnin from the law

Makes me chuckle and guffaw

How you're wonderfully flawed

Your gunshots sound like a passionate song

Smokin out your mermaid shaped gravity bong

You can be my Mallory Knox, I'll be your Mickey

And we can be the most dangerous couple in the city

Hell yeah, the word angel is cliched and ever-worn

But you're a muthafuckin angel with devil horns

Naturally born, she says this with pride

"Fall in love with me if you're in the mood to die"

She fills your heart with gunpowder then she leaves the room 

With the wink of an eye your whole life goes Kaboom!



[chorus]



I'm gonna shoot my dope in the bathroom stall

Try to turn my woes around

I'm gonna stir my whiskey with a nail

I'm gonna guzzle that poison down

I'm gonna spend my rent money at the bar

Because I'm really not all that rich

I'm gonna turn my cell phone off right now

Cause I don't wanna call that bitch



[chorus]



						     



						     Thanks to V Balayan