Always the same old taste just new injury

Well I'll wear the claws if you'd like that

Yeah if you'd like that we can ride on a black horse

A great new wave Hesparian death horse

I can call you when i get back

Yeah when I get back I will call

But don't speak, don't say nothing

In case we ever do meet again

Something's wrong with you

Well I hope we never do meet again

You always sharpen your teeth 'cause you're like that

and you're like that everythime you pull heart back

And her compact's carving deeper in your lap

I would call but I forget where the phone is at

Guess i'll thalk to you when I get back

Yeah when I get back I will call

But don't speak, don't say nothing

In case we ever should meet again

there are some things wrong with you

I hope we never do meet again

I hope we never do meet again

I hope we never do meet again

Something's wrong with you... and I hope we never do meet again