It was the coldest night of the year. Snow-covered street lamps and Belvedere. The moon was just a sliver. The light was fading. The war was on its way.
It was the coldest night of the year. Snow-covered street lamps and Belvedere. The moon was just a sliver. The light was fading. The war was on its way.
Sweet love of mine. There is nothing to fear. I'll hold you close,. Let my sleeves catch your tears. . Rock you to sleep. When you've had your bad dreams.
You leave a trail of my broken tears,. Empty words for me to fall,. Broadway at dark is where you left my heart,. Love is cursed in a bar,. . Now I can't get up,.
I got ten fingers to the sky,. My back to the wall, my white flag high,. Her lips, just like a gun,. She's got silver bullets on her tongue,. He's deep under her spell,.
Verse:. Open up your dirty eyes, look what you did.. Let me see your filthy hands, I caught em red.. I can smell the bullshit on your breath.. Got it reeking from your toes to your neck..
Mmm, I want you in my bed in a minute flat,. Let's hit the backseat of your cherry Cadillac,. I bet you never guessed,. Or came prepared for this,. I like your bowtie, glasses on your eyes,.
We've got the neighbors calling the cops. Because you're screaming out my name. I'm throwing dishes from the rooftops. While you're standing in the rain.
We were never the marrying type, oh no,. We won't buy dishes or stained glass lights, oh no,. For a table we'll never sit at,. In the house that we won't ever get.
We've got the neighbors calling the cops. Because you're screaming out my name. I'm throwing dishes from the rooftops. While you're standing in the rain.
She's got Chanel up on her lips. A four inch skirt down on her hips. And all I got is just a couple pair of jeans. She's so hot, and she's the only thing you see.
I don't need another taste of your lips,. To know I'm home when we're lying here like this,. The world could end today; the sun could just fall,. Here in this bed we made, we're safe from it all,.
Baby, nobody knows a word that you're saying,. Your breath is reeking like whiskey,. What hair you got left is graying,. You're out on my porch yelling, waking the neighbors,.
Golden honey drippin' from this house,. Black stilettos on a leather couch,. Jeans stickin' tight like glue,. Soakin' wet, drink it up like juice,. Come on, come on, come on,.
I feel the moon hitting the blacktop,. Just like a fuse, making the night so hot,. Forget the truth until tomorrow,. You'll be my Hughes, I'll be your Harlow,.
Your clothes out on the blacktop,. Scattered suits on the street,. Frames and broken pictures in the mid-September heat,. We set these nights on fire,.
Your clothes out on the blacktop,. Scattered suits on the street,. Frames and broken pictures in the mid-September heat,. We set these nights on fire,.
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The wind chill is wicked now,. Tomb stones are crooked now.. Well I'm walking home I just left this bitch house. 3 am when I looked in the clouds. like an eyeball watching you.