Gold Teeth
she says too much
when she sleepwalks around
her hips are a warm sarcophagus
she's so sadistic
when she's sobering up
self-destructive and sexy
when the weather's hot
oh and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of stone
oh and i want her to know
that my heart is on the road
she fences heartbreak across the border
and builds a better bird house out of bone
she laughs when the main protagonist's family dies
but i wouldn't trust her when she cries at night
oh and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of stone
oh and i want her to know
that my heart is on the road
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah god this is way too good
gut-shot and left in the desert to die
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah god this is way too good
gut-shot and left in the desert to dry
and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of stone
and i want her to know
that my heart ain't carved of bone
and i want her to know
that my heart ain't a bar of soap
and i want her to know
that my heart is just as cold
why do we do, the things we do
even though we know, we are
why should i say, what's already been said
better, one hundred times before
it's so lovely when the worlds collide
and the ship spins out of control
it's so lovely when the worlds collide
and the ship spins out of control
why do we do the things we do
even though we know we are
why should i say what's already been said
better, by someone else
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