So when did cigarettes start cluttering your hands?
I ponder this some nights alone when I undress
And what do you do with those boys I see you with?
Or better yet what would I do if you came back?
I know about you
I could, but I still want you
I know better, I could, I could
And what do you think I would do after you left?
Would I stay sober?
I think it'd be much worse
I'd cut my arms off
I'd cut my arms off
I'd cut my arms off
I'd cut my arms off, my fucking arms, oh
Vision of a black shark
Vision of a black shark
Vision of a black shark
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