week for my shotgun Pick up the phone Pick up the phone fucker I wanna see what you're insides look like I bet you're not fuckin pretty on the inside
the red ones make me fly And the blue ones help me fall And I think I'll blow my brains against the ceiling And as the fragments of my skull begin to fall Fall on
the dress your husband hates Lay down, mark the grave Where the search lights find us Drinking by the musalium door And they found you on the bathroom
that you never ever told me And all the smiles that are ever ever... Ever... Get the feeling that you're never All alone and I remember now At the top of my lungs in my
jumping out the second floor? I'm not okay. I'm not, okay. I'm not okay, you wear me out. What will it take to show you that it's not the life it seems
up from the rain, clouds move like a wraith Well after all, we\'ll lie another day And through it all We\'ll find some other way To carry on through cartilage
Swelled up from the rain, clouds move like a wraith Well after all, we\'ll lie another day And through it all We\'ll find some other way To carry on through
how we like to do it in the murder scene. Can we settle up the score? If you were here I'd never have a fear. So go on live your life But I miss
been holding on tonight [Chorus] What's the worst that I could say? Things are better if I stay So long and goodnight So long and goodnight And if you carry on
they're never gonna get me Like a bullet through a flock of doves To wage this war against your faith in me, Your life will never be the same On your
I'll grieve you Can I meet you Alone? Another night and I'll see you Another night and I'll be you Some other way to continue To hide my face Another knife in my
carry on, and on, and on I wouldn't front the scene if you payed me I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on, and on, and on, and on Love
In the dress your husband hates Lay down, mark the grave Where the search lights find us Drinking by the musalium door And they found you on the bathroom