Why can’t we rearrange the tectonic plates?
There’s another painted woman at the foot of the stage
Blue eyes, black thighs, you don’t give a damn
As every cheek in this room prepares to give you a hand

Cheap beer and moonlight were never enough
And every time I cried wolf, you had to call my bluff
You’d start to call me more fashionable names
I chipped my teeth on our wedding day

Bang, bang, bang goes the front door
And bang, bang, bang goes my heart to the floor
You’d be a liar if you settled for more
Oh, these are the plights of the ever unsure

If we do this your way, it’ll never be through
We’ve got a lot to say and even less to do
Bloodlust is the ticket and contrition is fraud
You’ll have a hell of a time crawling back to the start

Build me a cradle and make it swing deep
And you can tell all the neighbors that I just went to sleep
You’d be a liar if you settled for less
So just cut off my hands and watch me try to undress


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Bloodlust song meanings
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