Said the Spider to the Fly (MP3)

I want your head
 I want your wicked parts
 I want to wring out your evil thoughts
 I want to eat out your bitter heart
 I want your soul to sing six words harmony
 Of all the pigs that might tempt me
 I know you're sick alone and I'm telling everyone everything
 So scratch it on the wall of your coffin on your sick day home
 "And when your lover loves to cheat, there's another you can meet
 It's a short pier, it's a long walk home"
 You gotta show me where it hurts
 There's a beast and a burden
 Kicking, spitting on your bathroom floor
 This is your life, this is your life
 And when I'm done, it's over a little bit more
 Good things die all the time
 God bless your heart, vengeance is mine
 "Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly
 When all those times you thought that you were wrong
 You were right
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 So if I fight the good fight, will hairlines recede?
 Will lines deepen in face to craft a look of defeat?
 I feel the end is near, my little Monday night whore
 My little Saturday night became a Sunday remorse
 When it's all over America
 The Godless game show heathens
 This is your life, this is your life
 At last, my good friend, we are even
 I know I'll never lose an arm, I'll never stay up staring at the phone
 I'll never rot up with disease, don't you bury me and leave
 Don't you leave me in the ground alone
 You gotta show me where it hurts, never cremate me to burn
 Never chop me up and throw me to sea
 You'll never have to find the words, they come spilling unrehearsed
 But you and I will never find that peace
 Good things die all the time
 God bless your heart, vengeance is mine
 "Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly
 When all those times you thought that you were wrong
 You were right
 Good things die all the time
 God bless your heart, vengeance is mine
 "Kiss me like you mean goodbye," said the spider to the fly
 When all those times you thought that you were wrong
 You were right