Dead Girls And Daggers
Dead girls and daggers lying over the floor
A twenty-something century, yeah that’s hard to ignore
I think you like it… I think you do
Dead girls and daggers lying over the room
A century full of twenties, yeah it’s rude to assume
I think you try it, I think you should
I will go when you tire of me
Just a minute whilst I get my things
I’ve got hours, though I lack the days
Just a minute, a minute too late
I’m sorry
sorry
sorry
sorry
sorry
sorry
sorry
