The sky was blond like her
was a day take the child
Out back and shoot it
I should have buried
all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep
end of her skin
Then it seemed
like a one car wreck
But I knew
it was a horrid tragedy
Ways to make the tiny
satisfaction disappear
Blow out the candles
On all my Frankensteins
At least my death wish will
come true
taste like Valentine's
We cry
You're like a birthday
I should have
picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you
Putting holes in happiness
We'll paint the future black
If it needs any color
death sentence is a story
Who'll be digging
when you finally let me die
romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie
I'll be your Clyde
But the grass is greener here
And I can see all of your snakes
You wear your ruins well
Please run away with me to hell
Blow out the candles
On all my Frankensteins
At least my death wish will
come true
You will taste like Valentine's
We cry
You're like a birthday
I should have
picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you
Blow out the candles
On all my Frankensteins
At least my death wish will
come true
You will taste like Valentine's
We cry
You're like a birthday
I should have
picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you
Blow out the candles
On all my Frankensteins
At least my death wish will
come true
You will taste like Valentine's
We cry
You're like a birthday
I should have
picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you