Your sweater won't keep you warm,
With a heart so f*cking cold,
Your body is too hollow,
To accept the truth.
We can't all sing glory,
With their blood on our teeth.
We've wasted our time,
Counting limbs on the side of the street.
"This is what happens when you f*ck a stranger in the ass!"
We're the first to spit back,
In their judgmental eyes,
We're not afraid there will be no remorse,
No remorse.
For those with no respect
Your lipstick may hide your lips,
But it will never hide your lies.
[Interlude]
I put your heart and soul inside a body bag.
I put your heart and soul inside a body bag.
Too late to ask the whore for a little more,
'Cuz I think hear God knocking on her casket door.
I treated you, like royalty,
And you gave me nothing, but
You were no princess tonight
You, f*cking sl*t.
So bow the f*ck down,
Bow down to your, superior
Bow down to your, superior
You're inferior, superior
Bow down to your, superior
No, remorse
For those with no respect
Oh, baby,
Oh baby, you must have a package,
To deliver, 'cuz I,
Dont know who,
The f*ck,
You are.