nice ones
nice ones
they're always the nice ones
nice ones
they say they never get some
get some
but they say that to get some
get some
overstimulation seems to be the only key
to this broken heart of mine
the pieces crawl up to their faces
just to make those damn lips
form a smile
i don't
i don't even know
where you wanna go
this life is way too tragic
say the word
and i'll explode
no, i won't run away from you
but if you say you want me to
i'll break your neck
and deliver your decapitated head
onto your lovely mother's front door
oh, no
she's the crazy kind
but she could be your lullaby
treat her nicely
like a delicate flower
she'll either bloom like a rose
or stab you with her thorns
don't give her more
she's addicted
to the thrill of love, you see
fairytales are her kind of fantasy
'cause when life ain't easy
she goes back to her wonderland
and she'll wanna be your baby
but the nice ones never come
no, they never do
the nice ones are all in love
with the idea of love
or the girls underneath their own bodies
with their pretty necks in their hold
nice ones aren't true
