She likes to cut herself until she doesn't recognize, her face in the mirror she's walking evidence as the scene of the crime, she sees hollow and belligerent witness
You belong right here baby, sitting in the electric chair we'll flip the switches that take you to your burning home a haunted castle of brimstone I know you got a deathwish honey protruding like a broken bone shot from a cannon, gliding on the dancefloor smelling of menthols and coppertone
Heartbreak in the whites of your eyes with pupils bleeding as you cry sirens scream at the moonlight because the wolf is on the loose tonight
Everyone's trying to live forever but you've got your own agenda thats what I like about you you might not be here tomorrow
Through the champagne glass your face looks like a violent mime behind the prison bars your last meal is a bitter pill one foot in the grave and your head inside the lions mouth time keeps on ticking they keep on laughing at you, laughing at you