I love ruining your dreams, with broken glass and gasoline.   She's got damage up her sleeve, shes less that she appears to be.   Cyanide and cigarettes, hospitals and breaking bets.   I know what your up to know.      Face down in an ambulance,   Her kisses are violent,   Wait for the scenery fadeaway,   Watch as our love decays.      I know that's the least of your worries      Handfuls of confidence, and bouques of coincidence.   Fairy tale romance, found it's way to the princess.   You were always cliche, in a violent sort of way.   I know what your up to know.      Face down in an ambulance,   Her kisses are violent,   Go ahead do want to do,   The best of luck to both of you.