She`ll suck the living down to size three
She`ll suck the living and she`ll kill me
Necks are crooked and it`s time to sing
Her beak is wide open at the sound of wings
Oh ay
She kisses harder than me
She kisses harder than me
I guess I`m not that hungry
Veins are rivers flowing to the sea
Fish will eat it, but don`t ask me
Angels looking make it hard to cry
People looking make it cool to die
Oh ay
She kisses harder than me
She kisses harder than me
I guess I`m not that hungry
She kisses harder than me
She kisses harder than me
I guess I`m not that hungry