Sky was blond like her   Was a day to take the child   Out back and shoot it   Could have buried all my dead   Up in her cemetery head      She had dirty word witchcraft   I was in the deep end of her skin   Then it seemed like a one car wreck   But I knew it was a horrid tragedy   Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear      Blow out the candles on all my Frankenstein?s   At least my death wish will come true   You taste like Valentine's   And we cry, you're like a birthday   Should have picked the photograph   It lasted longer than you      Putting holes in happiness   We'll paint the future black if it needs a color   Death sentence is now a story   Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?      Romance of our assassination   If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde   But the grass is greener here   I can see all of your snakes   You wear your ruins well   Please run away with me to hell      Blow out the candles on all my Frankenstein?s   At least my death wish will come true   You taste like Valentine's   And we cry, you're like a birthday   Should have picked the photograph   It lasted longer than you      Blow out the candles on all my Frankenstein?s   At least my death wish will come true   You taste like Valentine's   And we cry, you're like a birthday   Should have picked the photograph   It lasted longer than you      Blow out the candles on all my Frankenstein?s   At least my death wish will come true   You taste like Valentine's   And we cry, you're like a birthday   Should have picked the photograph   It lasted longer than you