My pulse was nearly gone I was almost in need of a defibrillator I didn't know what went wrong I had to shake it off but I got stuck, oh my God You turned on my loose strings You know what to do, fine tune You're the love innovator that brings all the

Let me see you move your bodies I’ll tear you apart I’ll feed off your heart I’m just what you need, the perfect disease Don’t you wanna turn the beauty into the beast? I wanna see your bodies grinding just for me I see the bodies slowly swayin’ Movin’

The office door closed early The hidden bottle came out The salesman turned to close the blinds A little slow now, a little stout But he's still heading down those tracks Any day now for sure Another day as drab as today Is more than a man can endure

Swimming in the money, now I've turned into a sailor Y'all don't know the recipe I'm so saucy They want the ingredients, lovin' my flavor They still tryna figure out, I put 'em in a coffin They still tryna figure it out I put 'em in a coffin Y'all don't

No turning back You stop and say hey to a stranger And where will it lead? Who can know? But you learn how to love the not-knowing So here I go You choose and then everything changes Take a breath and then fly off the cliff

Baby it's yours If you want it tonight I'll give you the red light special All through the night Just come through my door Take off my clothes And turn on the red light Take a good look at it

I'll turn it off In all my spite And the worst part is Before it gets any better We're headed for a cliff And in the free fall I will realize I'm better off when I hit the bottom I wanna know what it'd be like To find perfection in my pride

And I'll get over you I'll get over you You're haunting me, taunting me all in my brain Turn off the light and now all that remains Fills me with doubt And I'm shouting your name out loud Why do you wanna put me through the pain? I get the feeling I'll

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

Promise that you will sing about me Dying of thirst And its my turn to settle down My main concern When the lights shut off Dye your thirst How many sins? I'm running out You dying of thirst