I'll be the girl of your dreams
Until I'm out
Until there's fresh meat
Fist in the fire
When you're angry
You find me
Sweet heat lightning
You want a beer and a shot
I am tender to your flame
You're acting funny sweet Basilisk
Red burn on my wrist bone
You were drunk and sent me home
Your eyes are angry
Fangs and smile say
You're acting funny tomato skin
And I'm in the gaze of the Basilisk
I'm a restaurant his little salt lick
I'm in the weeds whatever you need
It's the big rush of the night
I go empty my body is stone in your eyes
She says you only like me as an accessory
She says all I can do is laugh
You're so funny
Heart full of blood it's just obvious
In the walk-in his teeth on her skin
I'm doubly flawed in your whiskey gaze
I'll be the girl of your dreams until I'm out
Until there's fresh meat
Fist in the fire
When you're angry
You want a beer and a shot
There's blood but you're smiling