Paint on your nail smells like kerosene
Before these blisters we were squeaky clean
We were Mr. and Mrs. Butter and Cream
Sweet things turn sour honey, love's never clean
And I see red, red, red
Don't you hear what I said?
And it's thicker than the water
It'll rush into your head
And I see red, red, red
Don't you hear what I said?
They're pulling on my strings
Baby, shaking up the bed
Creeps i...