Slip this one last dropnI won't be smiling slit your wrist and dropnI won't be smilingnnWe'll spin the girls nand wear the joy out on our facesnlike the swans we singnthis one last drop is worth the dyingnnOne last dropnand don't remind menall the things I've lostnare not behind mennWe'll kill the girlsnand wear the mirth out on our facesnin our masks and wigsnthis one las dace is worth the dyingnnBow the hull to seven seasnnow I only see what you want me to seenthe sorrow on the breesennOne last drop I won't be smilingnOne last drop I won'tnnCome that dripnI won't be smilingnGilds the bed in foil and gold leafnnUntil the endnwe do pretend nthe end the end the end