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I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight
I lied, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this timeJust give us war, worn lipstick by the door if I inflame These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight
Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive lightJust give us war, I've been calling you all week
for my shotgunPick up the phone
Pick up the phone fuckerI wanna see what you're insides look like
I bet you're not fuckin pretty on the inside
I wanna see what you're insides look like
I wanna see emWell you don't say
And well I can explain what happened to my face
late last night
I'm sleepin next to pools in vacant alleyways
And what I'm goin through, shot lipgloss through my veins
And when I can't complain
With the falling rainC'monI wanna save your heart
I wanna see what your insides may be