I said, we'll drown ourselves in misery tonightI lied, you've worn out all your dancing shoes this time Just give us war, worn lipstick by the door if I inflame These eyes have had too much to drink again tonightBlack skies, we'll douse ourselves in high explosive light Just give us war, I've been calling you all weekfor my shotgun Pick up the phonePick up the phone fucker I wanna see what you're insides look likeI bet you're not fuckin pretty on the insideI wanna see what you're insides look likeI wanna see em Well you don't sayAnd well I can explain what happened to my facelate last nightI'm sleepin next to pools in vacant alleywaysAnd what I'm goin through, shot lipgloss through my veinsAnd when I can't complainWith the falling rain C'mon I wanna save your heartI wanna see what your insides may be