Shiny shiny little parts
Playgirls stabbing at their hearts
I felt god when you said
"Good things come to those who wait"
Made me cut at the palm
I know nothing about god
Made me swear made me bleed
Hidden in a hollow tree
Put some holes in our feet
Faces swollen up with glee
Silly little boys who kill
Let me get the benadryl
In the woods, burn our hands
Feel the knife go through my chest
Let me go, hide me close
Im the thing you treasure most
Dead Boyfriend - Stigmata Lyrics
Dead Boyfriend - Stigmata Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Shiny shiny little parts
Playgirls stabbing at their hearts
I felt god when you said
"Good things come to those who wait"
Made me cut at the palm
I know nothing about god
Made me swear made me bleed
Hidden in a hollow tree
Put some holes in our feet
Faces swollen up with glee
Silly little boys who kill
Let me get the benadryl
In the woods, burn our hands
Feel the knife go through my chest
Let me go, hide me close
Im the thing you treasure most
Playgirls stabbing at their hearts
I felt god when you said
"Good things come to those who wait"
Made me cut at the palm
I know nothing about god
Made me swear made me bleed
Hidden in a hollow tree
Put some holes in our feet
Faces swollen up with glee
Silly little boys who kill
Let me get the benadryl
In the woods, burn our hands
Feel the knife go through my chest
Let me go, hide me close
Im the thing you treasure most
Writer: Jono Brown, Tom Lilly
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave