Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil
Holler downstairs while I drive


I want to watch you buttercup
Comming through the fog


Dying of bordem, I'll try it all


Sixteen olive
Skin bound by a voice


I dont want to go
But I want it well
At least you $#&@ing care


Dying of bordem, I'll try it all


I'll be faint like a crook
It looks and feels great
But look at what it's doing to you

But thats ok, look how it feels