Текст песни
I've been killing time but it's been killing me better
I made me a drink and it made me a widower
But hey, you knew I wasn't a bar tender I'm an entrepreneur
Am I coming on too strong?
Yo, have I been coming on too strong?
You and your mascara can just run on home
You and your mascara can just run on home
To pull the blood from your body so the leaches can grow
If you don't know act like you know
The dizziness is from dialysis and not the pills in your drink
And not the pills in your drink
Count back the blood work
Back track the track marks
Move to the bedroom and spare me the dull parts
Spilling every ones guts but our own
Waking up in strange beds, in awkward homes
Waking up in strange beds, in awkward homes
Every ones guts but our own, every ones guts but our own
Passionate lovers try to keep your hands above the cover
Passionate crimes make for passionate boys
Passionate love making passionate noise
Don't act like you didn't know, our passion, it died a long time ago