Bury Me In Black

I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight White lies, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time! Just give us war-worn lipstick by the door if I inflame These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light, Just give us war-worn, I've been calling you all week for my shotgun! Pick up the phone Pick up the phone, fucker I wanna see what your insides look like I bet you're not fucking pretty on the inside I wanna see what your insides look like I wanna see 'em Well you don't say And well I can explain what happened to my face Late last night. I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways , And what I'm going through, shot lipgloss through my veins, And when I can't complain With the falling rain... C'mon! I wanna save your heart I wanna see what your insides may be