I love ruining your dreams, with broken glass and gasoline.

She's got damage up her sleeve, shes less that she appears to be.

Cyanide and cigarettes, hospitals and breaking bets.

I know what your up to know.



Face down in an ambulance,

Her kisses are violent,

Wait for the scenery fadeaway,

Watch as our love decays.



I know that's the least of your worries



Handfuls of confidence, and bouques of coincidence.

Fairy tale romance, found it's way to the princess.

You were always cliche, in a violent sort of way.

I know what your up to know.



Face down in an ambulance,

Her kisses are violent,

Go ahead do want to do,

The best of luck to both of you.