There you lay
In my sheets of pain now
Waiting to get me home
I feel sore
This wasted mock love
That's feeding on tears
 
A little piece of angriness inside of me
Never hurt the shine of it
The crushing word of craving
Me inside of you
Like new, the catastrophe

I know I want to see you
And that is what I like
And now you're looking picture-perfect now
In the sun

Lying shame
Lament your true hope
Of my importance
Loneliness
The drug that fuels those
In which you come in

A little piece of angriness inside of me
Never hurt the shine of it
The crushing word of craving
Me inside of you
Like new, the catastrophe 

I know I want to see you
And that is what I like
And now you're looking picture-perfect now
With a gun

Now you're perfect

I know I want to see you
And that is what I like
And now you're looking picture-perfect now
In the sun

I know I want to see you
And that is what I like
And now you're looking picture-perfect now
With a gun