She falls like a domino into my concrete arms and my heart of stone
My little pocket knife, she stabs herself into my side
A true love knife fight
I kept a room for her once inside my head and now I lease it out but no one pays the rent
My little arsonist, she consumes me in a blaze
Going down in flames
Bury me in bed with you
I want to hang helpless from your noose, I do
Tie me up inside your room
I’ll whisper all the ways I long for you to dеstroy me baby
I am so possessed and shе is so adored as she rolls up smokes upon a ouija board
Don’t want an after life, don’t wanna feel alive at all. (We got dead hearts baby!)
We get so drunk we don’t feel at all
Prom King and Queen at the ‘Apathy Ball’
But in the dead of night she holds me like a hand grenade
You can keep me, so take my body
A dinner date at an infirmary