What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

And I love you so much I'm gonna let you I'm not calling you a liar Just don't lie to me I'm not calling you a thief I'm not calling you a ghost Wraps itself around my tongue As it softly speaks

Here's another Sunday morning call Yer hear yer head-a-banging on the door Slip your shoes on and then out you crawl Into a day that couldn't give you more But what for? And in your head do you feel What you're not supposed to feel You take what you want

I better not do the things I do for you. Forever the night that is long for me now. I'm sure that I may, I can get you, all that you lost. Until the world ceases to move! A burning feeling, let me call I wish one more thing! I flinch my hands, and bang

These bitches say they got love for their fans But they're fake and lie it's all a part of their plans The scene is plagued with fucking gimmicks and lies And you're a god damn fool if you trust a disguise. Hey kids, give me all your fucking money. Got a

Lose my mind Maybe heaven right now is a devil or angel away That won't change Together we vow that our colors will sparkle the faith I will reach you Or I, I, I will lose my mind I will lose my mind Can we freeze, come and surrender our rights and wrongs

Check one-two-one man skitzed again Dickhead you and a dickhead crew Getting gassed up by your dickhead friends Call me Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng Yeah, it's Gunshot Mike or Mr Skeng It's like dem man woke up pissed again If I buck

Deep Silent Complete Black velvet sea In your creation heaven did decree That in your arms sweet death should dwell The sirens are calling for me Saved my soul thinking "This song's a lie" Sand on the shore is so dry Brave day sinking in endless night

What they want us to do Why won't they do what they want And let me do my thing they should be thankful There's lights of hope still shining If you do wrong they complain Even if you call the father's name its the same Don't they know it is nothing new

La la la la la la love And I won't be made a fool of Don't call this love La la la love If you could envision The meaning of a tragedy, ooh You might be surprised to hear it's you and me When it comes down to it You never made the most of it, ooh