Half smoked cigarettes and your the trash that infests my sheets
Can't make a wife out of a [bad word]  don't want your skin on me
And you're, you're addicted to the [bad word] of lust
de-toxing the cold sweat of shame
and I love your pain

I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a dusty shelf

So this love's been worn down, like songs on a tape
The  has lost all of its fun, like gum loses taste
And you're, you're addicted to the [bad word] of lust,
de-toxing the cold sweat of shame
and I love your pain

I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a shelf

I'm here lying in your bed babe
Remember what you said to me
"You can be my James Dean, I'll be your sweet queen"
I said that you were my first, but you weren't even close no
Like a frame in a movie, you're just one of many
Can you grant me one last wish [bad word] roulette as we kiss
I'll be your cheap novelty
Blow your brains out on me
I gave you these roses now but I left in the thorns
I'd rather hurt someone than hurt myself
I'll dispose of you like a lighter out of fuel
I'll lose you somewhere on a shelf