acrid flesh
the char-broiled sound
down and dirty
when she’s not around
fucking up
all the times we’ve had
messing it all up
when she’s not around
cry
lie
die
the order’s upside-down
I feel the venom burning
twisted words around
make it right
man, make it okay
I can’t stand
another fucking day
with her not around
push and pull
it’s all the same
when you’re dancing around
the twisted, corroded flame
’cause it’s never the same
when she’s not around.