I wanna rob you of your game face
so I can cower beneath your words.
Cause I'm a freak from the same place

let suicide make a meal for birds

Into your heart, I've got the dagger;

the metaphor will suffice for now.
Get in my bed, i wanna kill you;
Show you mine if you show me how.


I get angry,
When you're around, when you're around.

I get nasty,
When you're around, when you're around.


She slit
her wrists
for attention

in 1996.
She slit
her wrists

listening to live through this.

So here I am, will you deny me?

Metal now, but I've always been.

Lets make a toast.

Lets do the oil spill
Let the seagulls pick out the sins.


I want it now,
I want the danger.
Give me strength and I'll give you wings.


I get angry,
When you're around, when you're around.

I get nasty,
When you're around, when you're around.


L-o-o-o-o-w-w-w-w

I get angry,

When you're around, when you're around.
I get nasty,
When you're around, when you're around.


I get angry,
When you're around, when you're around.

I get nasty,
When you're around, when you're around.