[Verse] 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, f**er I want to see what your insides look like (I want to see what your insides look like) I bet you're not f**ing pretty on the inside (Not so pretty) I want to see what your insides look like (Not so pretty baby) I want to see them (Not so) Well you don't say And well I can explain what happened to my faith Late last night I sleep in empty pools and vacant alleyways And what I'm going through, shot lip gloss through my veins And when I can't complain With the falling rain Come on [Outro] I want to save your heart I want to see what your insides may be