I don't care you can do most anything I am on a string and you can lead me anywhere, I'll go there willingly Well some may say I'm for you to use and
I always sleep with my guns when you're gone There's a blade by the bed and a phone in my hand A dog on the floor and some cash on the nightstand When I
A few stupid boys And a rock for good luck Two different eyes Leave your red birds to sing us lullabies And some books and a baby, a ceiling of gold
Got her arms in the sky And she's moving to Arlington As soon as she can She got blood in her eye Stones in her sky and she walks like a man Arlington
The cannibal king with the big nose ring Fell in love with a sweet young maid And every night by the pale moonlight This is what you'll hear him say
And I miss my usual chair Here comes that shine looks a lot like your eye And here comes the moon like a fool There goes my heart I swear, I dreamt
not black enough to see where any white is So I'll wait another hour for you and your designer jeans And I remember you as heartless as a freeway And I
I think I love you I think I love you I think I love you Oh no I think I want you I think I want you I think I want you Oh no I think I'll wreck you
I didn't want you to come to my party anyway He's going to play you a dream Dress you up in chocolate And finish you with cream Squeeze you till you're
Arrivederci I'm cutting my hair Tell fish and Tracy the weather's fair Been eleven hours we're on a dare Arrivederci to my old chair I've been told that
Well I think I hate you Isn't this fun? You're gonna shoot And I darling loaded the gun I think I'm done What train did you step off of anyway? I really
eyes no groin I'm gonna spank you without pants And fire aimlessly if you don't come out You daring lousy guy Why do you give me a depression? Your kisses
cats A few stupid boys And a rock for good luck Two different eyes Leave your red birds to sing us lullabies And some books and a baby A ceiling of gold
Well I think I hate you Isn't this fun your gonna shoot and I darling loaded the gun Well I think I'm done What train did you step off of anyway I really
I always sleep with my guns when you're gone There's a blade by the bed And a phone in my hand A dog on the floor And some cash on the nightstand When I
Arrivederci I'm cutting my hair Tell fish and Tracy the weathers fair Been eleven hours were on a dare Arrivederci to my old chair I've been told that
no eyes no groin I'm gonna spank you without pants And fire aimlessly if you don't come out You daring lousy guy Why do you give me a depression Your
