Bury Me in Black

I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight

I lied, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time



Just give us war, worn lipstick by the door if I inflame



These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight

Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light



Just give us war, I've been calling you all week

for my shotgun



Pick up the phone

Pick up the phone fucker



I wanna see what you're insides look like

I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside

I wanna see what you're insides look like

I wanna see em



Well you don't say

And well I can explain what happened to my face

late last night

I'm sleepin next to pools in vacant alleyways

And what I'm going through, shot lipgloss through my veins

And when I can't complain

With the falling rain



Come on!



I wanna save your heart

I wanna see what your insides may be