As the police entered the room the smell of jack infected the air. And than she might give you such a simple task with grace and as easiness involving a plane crash. There on the floor highlighted in red lied a girl. Her possession of immortal beauty brought the sincerect form of irony to this seemingly tragic display of lust verses love. A harmless shade of black around her. Smile and close the shades and the lights and lets fire a candle. It's black on black on black and it's such a shame that she could not resist keeping the only hint of red strictly to her fingernails. So I thought to myself, Jump, it isn't worth it to your sake.
So f*cking go off with your four some f*cking friends, and when you see me looking like a f*cking homicide. Just f*cking cry and let me play this song, yes this means, no one can know about us.
Just let me kill you why'd we ever get the f*cking shit. And when your girl comes running to you with my f*cking head. So much in us that you dream he'd f*cking fall asleep, but your dreams about my love is never ending.
[Thanks to Atlas001 for correcting these lyrics]