She runs for cover
Under covers
Then she cries
She smokes the reefer
Sips the liqour
Then she dies
Theres no reason
For all the b**hing
She replies
No cash for dinner
Bloddy finger
Say goodbye
I wanted you to know
No place left to go
No where to hide
She sings a letter
A pretty letter
Say goodbye
Her mind is jaded
Penetrated
One more time
Come and see her
Touch her feel her
If you try
Sunday pleasure
Monday terror
Say goodbye
I wanted you to know
No place left to go
No where to hide