I can’t explain
She was tumblin' out of the sky, the sky
How I love to see her smile
Just like razors in the morning
Comin' at ya, comin' at ya So don’t, don’t go away
I could not stand another goodbye, goodbye
When our aching stars aligned,
There’s was something kinda cosmic, truly fucked up, truly caustic
and cold, it gets cold in the dark of the black empty heart.
She’s a son of a bitch
She’s a son of a whore
She’s a son of a bitch
She’s a son of a whore
She brought me pain
like I’d never encountered before, before.
When my levees failed ashore, I was busted up in Bristol
Mr. Wilson tacked on bail, hate, and ale, ale everywhere
She has fangs, she is coming for you, for you
And the killers,
You let those suckers suck you in.
Don’t let those suckers suck you in.
It gets cold, it’s so cold in the dark
of the black empty heart.
She’s a son of a bitch
She’s a son of a whore
She’s a son of a bitch
She’s a son of a whore