The Rager

She walked in
 Her hands in fur coat pockets
 She brought her best bad habit
 She's looking for to kill
 If not herself, then
 Maybe tonight's boyfriend
 Maybe some sad random
 Looking for his fill
 And though I know I'm just some perk
 She lets me hang around and watch her work
 'Cause she knows what I like to do
 And she knows what I like to see
 And she knows how to bring about
 A shattered heart that don't belong to me
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 This one's a rager
 And all the cute girls hate her
 And all the boys run terrified
 From her powder-white toes
 "Who's she?" they ask me
 As she stumbles past me
 It's one of twenty different names
 Depending where she goes
 But I still don't know which one's real
 She lets me hang around and watch her deal
 'Cause she knows where a man gets weak
 She leans in with a low-cut dress
 She knows what I like to see
 Her victims walking out the bar a mess
 
 Now it's search and destroy
 For the player of the playboy
 For the walking apocalypse
 And the heels she staggers on
 She courts the shadows
 She swings about the gallows
 Rope to rope, she gets her thrill
 And lays awake at dawn
 But who could live that way this long?
 I've seen plenty good girls go wrong
 But I never seen someone like you
 Burning holes in a four-post bed
 Passed out with your knees all bruised
 Your sleeping hand holding a cigarette
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 And your head never hurt so bad
 Thinking 'bout the fun you had
 What on earth did we do last night?
 Why's there blood on the shower wall?
 Who's that sleeping on the hardwood floor
 And what's the number written on my palm?
 Yeah, my keys are somewhere in my pants
 But I ain't trying to get back home
 Then she wakes up, and she quietly laughs
 "There's a party tonight if you wanna go"
 "There's a party tonight if you wanna go"