Bm A D A G As I choke, try to wash you down with something strong... Bm A D G Dry but the taste of blood remains... Bm A D A G All these cold, empty mattresses and falling stars... Bm A D G My, how they start to look the same....
So keep in happiness And torture me while I tell you, "Let's go in style" A million hooks around A million ways to die Darling, it's cold outside
No, no more eyes to see the sun see you slide into bed while I get drunk Slow conversations with a gun Mean more than I've ever said to anyone, anyone
So keep in happiness And torture me while I tell you, "Let's go in style" A million hooks around A million ways to die Darling, let's go inside It'll be alright
But last night, you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables Almost fought some bitch at the club Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes Well, fuck, what am I supposed to be, impressed? You're just another set of bones to lay to rest So I say goodnight, I hope you had a really good time
So keep in happiness And torture me while I tell you, "Let's go in style" A million hooks around A million ways to die Let's go outside It'll be alright
But last night, you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables