Sarnia, you're on my mind You're, you're in my heart It's in my pockets and in my eyes, oh, in my blood Sarnia, you been on my mind You been on my mind oh oh yea uh-huh See you staring at your phone Like a poker hand, hey, what you reading? You said,

Can't you see I'm wrapped in cellophane Watch the blood pump through my veins Electricity floods my brain Can't hide the pain, can't hide the pain When you're wrapped in cellophane Look at me, I'm such a basket case Delivered to you wrapped in cellophane

If you can tell me something worth fighting for Blame it upon a rush of blood to the head Honey, all the movements you're starting to make See me crumble and fall on my face And I know the mistakes that I made See it all disappear without a trace And

Someday, baby When the blood runs cold in my veins This is a mean ole' world Baby, to live in all by yourself I said a mean, mean, mean ole' world To live in all by yourself When you can't get the woman you're loving Because she's loving somebody else I

You're gonna find me Whenever I'm losin' sleep Whenever I'm hard to reach I know times are hard enough But it's not in my blood (Yeah Yeah) You're gonna find me (find me) But it's not in my blood You've gonna find me

Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling I would still be on my feet Just before our love got lost you said, "I am as constant as a northern star." And I said, "Constantly in the

Over the edge I want to believe To the need what you say and the art you create You're digging your grave, my helpless enemy I want to preserve this legacy Again we'll wash away the blood And all the years will start to rust Crashing waves to the fire of

You’re the fire and the flood Anywhere I go there you are There you are And I’ll always feel you in my blood Everything is fine When your hand is resting next to mine Next to mine Anywhere I go there you are (anywhere) I was only walking through your

I try to untie Manhattan So lit up, lit up, lit up alright Lit up, lit up, lit up alright I try to untie 'Cause you're the low life of the party, bad blood Bad blood for everybody I'm in control and I believe My bodyguard shows her revolver to anyone who

I'm not your patron saint You're not my angel dear Horns up or down and now horns up I am your warpaint Lets make this crystal clear Horns up I am your worst fear Bloodshot eyes and a dead beat stance Shit for brains I'm a game of change One cut, two cut