Around her neck was a locket of sin Hiding the contents of the chemicals she lived On his finger was a ring full of poison He'd lift it to his face for the happiness within
They claimed they were both lovers But they were using to be used What's mine could be yours But it ain't gonna come for free
Losing weight Frail with grey skin They stayed inside a motel until the river had run dry In a rage, withdrawing from his world He sold her on the street And she was never seen againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
