That sweet little redhead's got her hooks in my back
She points her finger and she shows me what I lack
Her pale skin, it burns so hot in the midnight air
She paints the streets a shade of grey around my chair
Her hot breath on my skin
Her scent on my fingers
Her taste is on my mind
It constantly lingers
Till I can breathe her
Till I can believe her
Till I can grieve her
Till I can leave her
Every kiss is a little sickening
I can feel death's fingers quickening
Tightening my passage ways
If you can't count the years
Then start counting days
Try to remember she hates you, and though she might elate you
She tries to kill the great that's in you now
She's hand picked the fate that awaits you, but despite her words
It's not too late
I wrote a goddamn love song to praise everything I hate
And the kids were wanting a chorus line and they sealed my picture's frame
She might run shit for right now, but I'll be damned if it's forever and always
As the chorus fades away like friends in high school hallways
Oh I got this feeling that things will never ever be the same
"What about those rainy nights in London? What about the crippling desert heart?
What about all those times you swore you'd never leave me?"
"What about the hospital in LA?"
"You took me back after that night"
"What about that blackened image in my mind?"
"I swear I'll burn with a new light"
"What the frozen, dripping holiday bird that's cold?"
That sweet little redhead's got her hooks in my back She points her finger and she shows me what I lack Her pale skin, it burns so hot in the midnight air She paints the streets a shade of grey around my chair
Her hot breath on my skin Her scent on my fingers Her taste is on my mind It constantly lingers
Till I can breathe her Till I can believe her Till I can grieve her Till I can leave her
Every kiss is a little sickening I can feel death's fingers quickening Tightening my passage ways If you can't count the years Then start counting days
Try to remember she hates you, and though she might elate you She tries to kill the great that's in you now She's hand picked the fate that awaits you, but despite her words It's not too late
I wrote a goddamn love song to praise everything I hate And the kids were wanting a chorus line and they sealed my picture's frame She might run shit for right now, but I'll be damned if it's forever and always
As the chorus fades away like friends in high school hallways
Oh I got this feeling that things will never ever be the same
"What about those rainy nights in London? What about the crippling desert heart? What about all those times you swore you'd never leave me?" "What about the hospital in LA?" "You took me back after that night" "What about that blackened image in my mind?" "I swear I'll burn with a new light" "What the frozen, dripping holiday bird that's cold?"
She's cold as ice