Always the same old taste just new injury  Well I'll wear the claws if you'd like that  Yeah if you'd like that we can ride on a black horse  A great new wave Hesparian death horse  I can call you when i get back  Yeah when I get back I will call  But don't speak, don't say nothing  In case we ever do meet again  Something's wrong with you  Well I hope we never do meet again  You always sharpen your teeth 'cause you're like that  and you're like that everythime you pull heart back  And her compact's carving deeper in your lap  I would call but I forget where the phone is at  Guess i'll thalk to you when I get back  Yeah when I get back I will call  But don't speak, don't say nothing  In case we ever should meet again  there are some things wrong with you  I hope we never do meet again  I hope we never do meet again  I hope we never do meet again  Something's wrong with you... and I hope we never do meet again