From the album "In Love and Death"
Lyrics:
If we cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing left
Like I cut up your mouth the night I stuffed it all in
And you lied to the angel said I stabbed you to death
If we go at the same time they'll clean up the mess
I lost my head you couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
Watched you bite into the bottle
Watched me kick out the chair
Let you chew up the glass and laughed as you just hung there
I have thought of rose petals almost perfect and pure
Then I thought of your petals and the abuse they've been through
I lost my head you couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head I couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
...I told the angels can't stay in heaven I asked the devil...
If we cut out the bad well then we'd have nothing left
Like I cut up your angels
Yeah, you stabbed me to death
I lost my head you couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
You lost your head I couldn't come
This lust to my brain almost feels like a gun
9 years ago