I'm Low On Gas And You Need A Jacket

Choke, tried to wash you down with something strong

Tried, but the taste of blood remains (Taste of blood remains)

Cold, empty mattresses and falling stars

My, how they start to look the same

So keep in happiness and torture me

While I tell you "Let's go in style"

A million hooks around, a million ways to die

Darling, it's cold outside

No, no more eyes to see the sun (To see the sun)

You slide into bed while I get drunk

Slow conversations with a gun mean more

Than I've ever said to anyone, anyone

So keep in happiness and torture me

While I tell you "Let's go in style"

A million hooks around, a million ways to die

Darling, let's go inside, it'll be alright

But last night

You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables

Almost fought some bitch at the club (Yeah!)

Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes

Well, fuck, what, am I supposed to be impressed?

You're just another set of bones to lay to rest

I guess it's time to say goodnight

Hope you had a really good time

Good time

But I will soon forget the color of your eyes

And you'll forget mine

So keep in happiness and torture me

While I tell you "Let's go in style"

A million hooks around, a million ways to die

Let's go outside, it'll be alright

But last night

You said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables