Cynthia   Why are you always screaming?   Tell your lies   Nobody believes you   Think this through   Are you sure you want this?   Are you sure you want to end on a violent note?   I know I do   Just sit still   I got a girl   She's out of this world   Yea she's electric   With disco curls   So bring your close friends   And party down   We've got a nice place   Come drink a round   Sour? Saint? Sour!   Cynthia   Come closer   I've always been a sucker for those vicious eyes   Now dim the house lights   And settle in for the show   The fourth floor looks just like a theatre   Now we're ready to go   See the angel with the cut wings   Lying on the pavement   Bleeding from the landing   Choking on her own teeth