Though you've got some lovely ties
I'd say they kept me around
She sighs
But this is all too well
Shotgun all up in my mouth
So I'll go I swear it
To leave me with nothing
And you with my money
And if the widow's what I see
Then no seeds, only green
To true friends showing sleves
We're singing...
Die, well if your allies find
All my shortcomings then I will pry
Into this shallow love
Fixing such teenage mistakes
But this mind is sexy
And she's not a minor when I'm straight behind her
So what's the comeback gonna be?
Just raw sex
When I sing
Fumigation
No breeze, we're singing...
And this is the shit we're playing
Kiss, kiss, then she forgets to come see me
Fine, forfeit the invitations
I'll be fine, alone and high
And this is the shit we're playing
Kiss, kiss, then she forgets to come see me
Fine, fuck all the invitations
I'll be fine, alone and high
And for these last days
I'll watch our brainwaves
Wave goodbye, from no intersecting
And you're so tired, but you're a liar
So quiet, I'll write you some music
Some war-like music
For blood transfusions
And I'd still flat line when you die
You'll die, you'll die
We're holding hands in a new place
Our own place, our first place
She'll make it smell like coffee
I hate coffee, it bugs me
But I love her, so I'll love it
Smelling coffee, Sunday mornings
I'll be your best Sunday morning
This morning, good morning
I'll be your best Sunday morning
This morning, good morning