Suicide Girl

Her lips taste like madness
 Her beauty is her sadness
 Sugar sweet as she dances
 Candy for the soul
 Her skin is electric
 Ink stained and poetic
 Her eyes say forget it
 Her ass says so much more
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Maybe she's part of the band
 Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes
 Eat me out the palm of your hand
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Voodoo pop punk radio
 She's a pin up everywhere she goes
 Maybe it's part of the show
 Her lumps are not plastic
 Her flaws are fantastic
 Bittersweet as she dances
 Candy for the soul
 Her skin is electric
 Ink stained and poetic
 Her eyes won't forget it
 They're asking so much more
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Maybe she's part of the band
 Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes
 Eat me out the palm of your hand
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Voodoo pop punk radio
 She's a pin up everywhere she goes
 Maybe she's lost
 Alone in her masquerade
 Somewhere to hide
 Pain just for pleasure's sake
 To know that you're alive
 But you're sad, dreams you had
 Take your hand, I'll follow
 Ashes, ashes, pocket full of matches
 All fall down
 Hide your scratches
 Superficial lashes
 Social suicide
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Maybe she's part of the band
 Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes
 Eat me out the palm of your hand
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Voodoo pop punk radio
 She's a pin up everywhere she goes
 Maybe it's part of the show
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Maybe she's part of the band
 Swallows bullets just to fire up the holes
 Eat me out the palm of your hand
 I'm in love with a suicide girl
 Voodoo pop punk radio
 She's a pin up everywhere she goes
 Maybe it's part of the show