I said we'll drown ourselves in misery tonight I lied you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time Just give us war worn lipstick by the door if I inflame These eyes have had too much to drink again tonight Black skies we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light Just give us war war I've been calling you all week For my Shotgun Pick up the phone Pick up the phone fucker I wanna see what you're insides look like I bet you're not so fucking pretty on the inside I wanna see what you're insides look like I wanna see them Well you don't say And well I can explain what happened to my faith Late last night I'm sleeping next to pools in vacant alleyways And what I'm going through shot lipgloss through my veins And well I can't complain With the falling rain Come on I wanna save your heart I wanna see what your insides may be