Face Like A Skull
Everything I do seems like I'm trying to be rude,
And everything I say is always taken the wrong way,
And I don't really care about the things you like,
But I'll pretend I do because you love me when I lie.
The only faces that I pull,
Are the faces of a skull.
Your piggy fat and cartilage,
Hide the skeletal damage.
When you cracked your head you couldn't laugh from the tears,
And when we got back home you washed the blood off with your beer.
And if you cannot take another night in his arms,
Then I'll nick all the batteries from his fire alarms.
Your sunken eyes and rotting flesh,
Tell me that you couldn't care less,
The only faces that I pull
Are the faces of a skull.
Behind your lips, there comes a grin,
An acknowledgement of sin,
The only faces that I pull,
Are the faces of a skull.