Ashtray of a deadgirl
Wanted: she's my little pearl
Pin the girl, pin her to the flag
Never saw her or anyone again
She said you love a blade, but your not so sharp
And with those beady eyes, theyre gonna get you when you least expect it
Pass the windowsill and jump out the back
We know what youve done and that's all because
You've got the
Ashtray of a deadgirl
Wanted: she's my little pearl
You kill for sport in the dead of night
Red and blue, that's a warning sign
The moon turned red, with a knife to match
The water's fine, just dont look back
You make an awful ghost with your skin so pale
You use her colors to paint yourself and they'll
Look away and run and one day you'll be
On a wall somewhere and we can all make peace with death