作曲 : Banks, Fowler, Heacock ...
This is the way to find my harlequin's face
To my junkie dead body
Still covered in lace
The flesh still warm where skin had once been lips

My smile just scattered fragments lining the ditch
You like to watch when I bleed

I've got some right here for you

I push you down on your knees

I make your dreams come true

At 60 miles an hour on course and pace in hybrid mental states
So my pathetic limp kiss has never caught this way

No catalyst begins across the face of those who end
Leaving it's scar too deep for all of your attempts to mend

Come on cowards

Come on you whores

I've got no choice but this if

I can't get rid of it
You'll never be any match
For what I can do to myself

I'm still stuckhere breaking it backwards apart
Watching all the raindrops cover up before we can start

Without a doubt that all will be washed away

There's still no proof to see if I will someday
You like to watch when I bleed

I've got some right here for you

I push you down on your knees
I make your dreams come true

I've got no choice but this if
I can't get rid of it

You'll never be any match

For what I can do to myself  do to myself

Come on cowards come on you whores