I put it all on black, no color you`re all dressed in
And a stab in the back left you bleeding on the floor
And I`m mourning the death, the recent passing of your insides
I smile in regret every time I think of how I spoke to you
I put it all in back of my mind where I hold you
I`m just trying to keep track how far back it really goes
And I`m living in lack of the blood sent from the heavens
I`m just trying to relax as the killer`s waiting right outside my door
What`s black and white?
What`s read all over?
This tired book, this organ donor
Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree
It hasn`t rained in years
I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home
And where that is, I`m pleased as piss to say, I`ll never really know
I put them all in black, the four walls of my bedroom
And I trimmed them in red, peeled your picture off the wall
And I`m living in lack of the blood sent from your heartbeat
That arrived in your neck every time I salivated over you
What`s upside down?
What`s coated in silver?
This crucifix is my four leaf clover
Sweet blasphemy, my giving tree
It hasn`t rained in years
I bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
Leave it to me, I remain free from all the comforts of home
And where that is, I`m pleased as piss to say, I`ll never really know
One of these days, it`s gonna catch up to you
Throwing looks like those around
One of these nights, I promise to you
I`ll soon be sleeping sound
As soon as I leave town