: Little Mona Lisa laying by my side "Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime Seem too close to be losin' touch By givin' in, what am I givin' up Am I losin
: Weeds blow tall on a broken train track Ruth B. draws we're fixin' to get high Maybe we'll hit the bluffs and find ourselves the same old rum But
: My darling you look lovely I've come to lay you down Uncover your head and submit to me We'll make a joyful sound I don't care if you're by yourself
: Blistered cracked and bleeding Cold no one should know Rain falls down a freezing And sticking like a snow Lingering suspicions Screaming in my head
: Dusty and you are, dirty from chain Lips of your kisses are sticking like tape Woke you at sunrise, cold as a grave I'll cut you some flowers, now
: It's your life Don't you let em tell you when to bat your eyes You're the only one who's gonna sacrifice Makes no difference if you're right or wrong
Little Mona Lisa laying by my side "Crimson and Clover" pullin' overtime Seem too close to be losin' touch By givin' in, what am I givin' up Am I losin
so it seems, blooming flowers waltz before me Rollin' numbers, passing time, got to get outside the city, In the morning all will see, just how crazy young
My darling you look lovely I've come to lay you down Uncover your head and submit to me We'll make a joyful sound I don't care if you're by yourself
Blistered cracked and bleeding Cold no one should know Rain falls down a freezing And sticking like a snow Lingering suspicions Screaming in my head
gonna roll back I'm here to kill Time for you to go I'm-a-gon' spill It ain't yo fast train I'll be the king runnin' near the wheel I ain't lookin' to
Free- is all that she could bleed That's why'll she'll never stay White- bare naked in the night Just lookin' for some play Just another girl that wants
Dusty and you are, dirty from chain Lips of your kisses are sticking like tape Woke you at sunrise, cold as a grave I'll cut you some flowers, now don
You know you could've been a wonder Takin' your circus to the sky You couldn't take it on the tight rope No you had to take it on the side You always
Weeds blow tall on a broken train track Ruth B. draws we're fixin' to get high Maybe we'll hit the bluffs and find ourselves the same old rum But everybody
Dirty belly of a secret town Cheap trick hookers that are hanging out at the bar in the Greyhound station And the bare-chested boys are going down on
It's your life Don't you let em tell you when to bat your eyes You're the only one who's gonna sacrifice Makes no difference if you're right or wrong
Spiral staircase going down, paint your body red and brown on our knees we'll feast on a sex show spiral staircase spiral staircase greasy haircuts