A 40 Is All She Ever Killed

My nightmare starts by waking
Up next to you in these sheets
Stained with infaturation
These sins will line your coffin
You' ve built a sky of lies
Inside your starving pale eyes
With words as sharp as knives
I' ll cut these fucking ties
Out of your chest just to watch
You bleed like the fucking whore you are
Please wake me

Your lips they betray the words you say
As they roll off the tip of your tongue
Your lips they betray the words you say
As they roll off the tip of your tongue
If words could kill
My mouth would be a loaded gun

I' ll spread my wings and fly
As you dig your grave between your thighs
I' ll dine with the pleasure of watching you fail

Your lips they betray the words you say
As they roll of the tip of your tongue
Your lips they betray the words you say
As they roll of the tip of your tongue
If words could kill
My mouth would be a loaded gun

Walk up those stairs
I won' t be home
Don' t hold your breath
Or maybe you should
Walk up those stairs (tonight)
I won' t be home (this time)
Don' t hold your breath (too tight)
Or maybe you should

Someone please wake me up
Someone please wake me up

My nightmare starts by
Waking up next to you