with nicotine nails and coke-red eyes she said believe you me i don't want to die he softly touched her cheek girl it's gonna be alright and they embraced in the lie it's a quarter to ten where could she be we're all biting our lips cuz we're thinking the same damn thing then she stumbles into the door there's vomit on her chest and she's spitting blood all over the floor you think this dance is over think again this is war these are mines and yes those are your friends and your cup it runneth over with love to give so show me heart so show me soul just show me anything at all now imagine a cold bleak day all that was red is replaced with rhino gray so it's dust to dust on a holiday i guess it takes all kinds please be strong carry on don't be long and honey come home
