Gold Teeth

She says too much
 When she sleepwalks around
 Her hips are a warm sarcophagus
 She's so sadistic
 When she's sober and oh
 Self-destructive and sexy
 When the weather's hot
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart ain't carved of stone
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart is on the road
 She fences heartbreak across the border
 And builds a better bird house out of bone
 She laughs when the main protagonist's family dies
 But I wouldn't trust her when she cries at night
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart ain't carved of stone
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart is on the road
 Why-y-y-y-y-y-y? That is the way we do
 Gun shot and left in the desert to die
 Why-y-y-y-y-y-y? That is the way we do
 Gun shot and left in the desert to dry
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart ain't carved of stone
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart ain't carved of bone
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart ain't a bar of soap
 Wouldn't I want her to know
 That my heart is just as cold
 Why do we do, the things we do
 Even though we know we are
 Why should I say, what's already been said
 Better, one hundred times before
 It's so lovely when the worlds collide
 And the ship spins out of control
 It's so lovely when the worlds collide
 And the ship spins out of control
 Why do we do the things we do
 Even though we know we are
 Why should I say what's already been said
 Better, by someone else.