she was the last tender heartattack. a lipstick autograph. never had a chance.nnwe spoke in tongues when we were young, kids just having fun at the top of our lungs.nnarsenic with a twist. she's a saint like no other. and you know i'll explode as they fade, before they fade away.nnfaster than you can disguise your slight of hand.nndistant and quick, hits like a kiss until your fever sinks. hark, the herald angels sing.nnverses rehearsed reverse the curse. so routine for sure. have'nt we tried before?nnfaster than you can disguise your slight of hand. nfaster than you can ignite and all that jazz.