Eat Me, Drink Me, Love Me, Kill Me

Escaping the twilight, drinking till sunrise

I never thought a head like this would persist

I could be dead at 33 like Belushi

Drain myself away like Hancock in Sydney

Who knows? Who cares?

Who'll remember anyway?

Welcome to hell

Spend your time in hell

I could try to change it but it suits me too well

A not so private hell

You feed my hunger but drown all my senses

In the satisfaction stakes, it's like sitting on the number nine bus

I can't stop me, you can't stop me, I can't stop me, you can't stop me

One's too many, ten's not enough

Welcome to hell

Spend your time in hell

I could try to change it but it suits me too well

A not so private hell, welcome to hell

Feels good to be back with Charlie and Hattie and my memory lapse

Welcome to hell, welcome to hell, welcome to hell