Mascara

I feel soon, I will sink

Into you

What do you think?

'Cause there's still blood in your hair

And I've got the bruise of the year

But there's something about her long, shady eyes

I'm all about her shade tonight

I hate your tattoos

You have weak wrists

But I'll keep you

'Cause there's something about her long, shady eyes

I'm all about her shade tonight

Well, it's too bad

It's too bad

It's too bad you're married

To me