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