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.