Putting Holes In Happiness

1. The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin
Then, it seemed like a one car wreck
But I knew it was a horrid tragedy
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear.

[Chorus:]
Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins
At least my death wish will come true
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry
You're like a birthday
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.

2. Putting holes in happiness
We'll paint the future black
If it needs a color
My death sentence is now a story
Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
The romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes
You wear your ruins well
Please run away with me to hell.