With your crooked smile and your parted lips and your tongue on fire and your acid trips
I have slept in gutters and coughed in the sand, I have seen your lover in the frying pan
Oh, baby fuck me down
I seem to have lost myself
You know I won't be around
You had no thoughts to unload your head
This old town ain't got no more room left for the dead
We grew old and lost our friends so we laughed at the angels in your dead end
Oh baby fuck me down
I seem to have lost myself
You know I won't be around
With your crooked smile and your parted lips and your tongue on fire and your acid trips
