She likes to cut herself nuntil she doesn't recognize, her face in the mirror nshe's walking evidence nas the scene of the crime, she sees hollow and nbelligerent witness nnYou belong right here baby, sitting in the electric chair nwe'll flip the switches that take you to your burning home na haunted castle of brimstone nI know you got a deathwish honey protruding like a broken bone nshot from a cannon, gliding on the dancefloor nsmelling of menthols and coppertone nnHeartbreak in the whites of your eyes nwith pupils bleeding as you cry nsirens scream at the moonlight nbecause the wolf is on the loose tonight nnEveryone's trying to live forever nbut you've got your own agenda nthats what I like about you nyou might not be here tomorrow nnThrough the champagne glass your face looks like a violent mime nbehind the prison bars your last meal is a bitter pill none foot in the grave and your head inside the lions mouth ntime keeps on ticking they keep on laughing at you, laughing at youn nnn