Mercy

The bedroom smells like cigarettes and sex Machine gun hips and a red corvette She knows I'm bad but I know she likes it And I don't know what she's gonna do next I'm begging her for mercy She's out of my league And I'm the king of nothing She's the nightshade queen And I'm begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy And I'm begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy Forget about love I want death from above Tried a new mask and it fits like a glove She makes me wanna hurt somebody She haunts my dreams and it's so fucked up I'm begging her for mercy She's out of my league And I'm the king of nothing She's the nightshade queen I'm begging her for mercy I'm down on my knees She's the Mona Lisa With a hold on me And I'm begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy And I'm begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy September love, November pain I'm half alive but I'll play her game I'm a fly in the vaseline Cover me in gasoline I'm begging her for mercy She's out of my league And I'm the king of nothing She's the nightshade queen I'm begging her for mercy I'm down on my knees She's the Mona Lisa With a hold on me And I'm begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy And I'm begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy