I tried, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight
I lied, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time
Just give us war, worn lipstick by the purifying flame
These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight
Black skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light
Just give us war, war, I've been calling you all week
For my shotgun
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone f**er
I wanna see what your insides look like
I bet you're not f**in' 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't explain what happened to my face
Late last night
I'm sleepin in empty pools and vacant alleyways
And what I'm goin' through, shot lipgloss through my veins
And well I can't complain
With the falling rain
C'mon
I wanna save your heart
I wanna see what your insides may be