Half smoked cigarettes and you're the trash,
That infests my sheets.
Can't make a wife out of a whore,
Don't want your skin on me.
And you're,
You're addicted to the drug of lust,
Detoxing the cold sweat of shame,
And I love your pain.
I gave you these roses now,
But I left in the thorns,
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself,
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel,
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf.
So this loves been worn dawn,
Like songs on a tape,
This sex has lost all of its fun,
Like gum loses taste.
And you're,
You're addicted to the drug of lust,
Detoxing the cold sweat of shame,
And I love your pain.
I gave you these roses now,
But I left in the thorns,
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself,
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel,
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf.
I'm here lying in your bed babe,
Remember what you said to me,
"You can be my James Dean,
I'll be your sweet queen."
I said that you were my first,
But you weren't even close now.
Like a frame in a movie,
Your just one of many.
Can you grant me one last wish?
Play russian roulette as we kiss.
I'll be your cheap novelty,
Blow your brains out on me.
Half smoked cigarettes and you're the trash, That infests my sheets. Can't make a wife out of a whore, Don't want your skin on me.
And you're, You're addicted to the drug of lust, Detoxing the cold sweat of shame, And I love your pain.
I gave you these roses now, But I left in the thorns, I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself, I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel, I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf.
So this loves been worn dawn, Like songs on a tape, This sex has lost all of its fun, Like gum loses taste.
And you're, You're addicted to the drug of lust, Detoxing the cold sweat of shame, And I love your pain.
I gave you these roses now, But I left in the thorns, I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself, I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel, I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf.
I'm here lying in your bed babe, Remember what you said to me, "You can be my James Dean, I'll be your sweet queen."
I said that you were my first, But you weren't even close now. Like a frame in a movie, Your just one of many.
Can you grant me one last wish? Play russian roulette as we kiss. I'll be your cheap novelty, Blow your brains out on me.