Hair-Trigger

歌詞

That sweet little red-head's got her hooks in my back She points her finger and she shows me what I lack Her pale skin, it burns so hot in the midnight air She paints the streets a shade of grey around my chair, so come on in Her hot breath on my skin and her scent on my fingers Her taste is on my mind, it constantly lingers 'till I can breathe her, 'till I can believe her 'till I can grieve her, 'till I can leave her. Every kiss is a little sickening I can feel death's fingers quickening Tightening my passageways If you can't count the years start counting days. Try to remember that she hates you And though she might elate you, She tries to kill the great that's in you now And she's hand-picked the fate that awaits you now And despite her words, its not too late I wrote a goddamn love song to praise everything I hate And kids were wanting the chorus line, And they sealed my pictures frame She might run shit for right now but I'll be damned if its forever and always As the chorus-line fleets away like friends in high school hallways Oh, I got this feeling That things will never, ever, ever be the same Things will never be the same What about those rainy nights in London? What about the crippling desert heat? What about all those times you swore you'd never leave me? What about the hospital in L.A.? You took me back after that night What about that blackened image in my mind? I swear I burn with a new light What about that frozen, dripping, holiday burn that's cold She's cold as ice!