Putting Holes in Happiness
The sky was blonde like her
it was a day to take the child out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead up in her cemetery head
she had dirty word witchcraft I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then...it seemed like a one car wreck
but I knew it was a horrid tragedy
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear.
Blow out the candles
on all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentines and we cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
it lasted longer than you.
Putting holes in happiness
We'll paint the future black if it needs any color.
My death sentence is a story
who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
The romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde.
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes.
You wear your ruins well
please run away with me to hell
Blow out the candles
on all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentines and we cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
it lasted longer than you.
