Push The Panic

hips and lips your looks can't stop your hits
 touch the way taste the way kill the way you do
 bang (x4) shut up (x4)
 (paint my hands red)
 let's run the risks and play the roles
 and start to roll
 yeah yeah it smells like sex
 and it's a mess
 and that's my fault sorry sorry
 well it's called love but this war
 so what's the score zero zero
 so she says love and i say yawn
 you got it wrong wrong wrong a
 nd i know that it's for fun
 and i know that you got it wrong
 and i know that you are sorry
 and buried and silent silence loving like a car crash
 tounging like this will be the last
 it's over before you can count
 123 123 1234567 all good children go to heaven (x2)
 nevaeh ot og nerdlihc doog lla
 i can't hold your breath any longer
 this is how you die
 (my hands are blood red)