Suicide Girl

Her lips taste like madness Her beauty is her sadness Sugar sweet as she dances Candy for the soul Her skin is electric Ink stained and poetic Her eyes say forget it Her ass says so much more I'm in love with a suicide girl Maybe she's part of the band Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes Eat me out the palm of your hand I'm in love with a suicide girl Voodoo pop punk radio She's a pin up everywhere she goes Maybe it's part of the show Her lumps are not plastic Her flaws are fantastic Bittersweet as she dances Candy for the soul Her skin is electric Ink stained and poetic Her eyes won't forget it They're asking so much more I'm in love with a suicide girl Maybe she's part of the band Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes Eat me out the palm of your hand I'm in love with a suicide girl Voodoo pop punk radio She's a pin up everywhere she goes Maybe she's lost Alone in her masquerade Somewhere to hide Pain just for pleasure's sake To know that you're alive But you're sad, dreams you had Take your hand, I'll follow Ashes, ashes, pocket full of matches All fall down Hide your scratches Superficial lashes Social suicide I'm in love with a suicide girl Maybe she's part of the band Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes Eat me out the palm of your hand I'm in love with a suicide girl Voodoo pop punk radio She's a pin up everywhere she goes Maybe it's part of the show I'm in love with a suicide girl Maybe she's part of the band Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes Eat me out the palm of your hand I'm in love with a suicide girl Voodoo pop punk radio She's a pin up everywhere she goes Maybe it's part of the show