Cyanide

[00:26.36] Kissing in the acid rain
[00:29.28] Heaven on her tongue again
[00:31.77] The cutest couple in the halls of hell
[00:34.42] Well, she was smoking with her friends
[00:38.42] Exhaled nicotine and breathed me in
[00:42.87] Black denim under pale moonlight
[00:45.56] Her skin is milk, so pale and white
[00:48.44] Underneath the teenage spell
[00:50.96] Well, she's Christina Applegate
[00:54.91] Hopelessly beautiful in 1988
[01:00.56] She's my cyanide
[01:03.18] I drink her every night
[01:06.76] Modern love can feel like suicide
[01:11.55] She's my cyanide
[01:14.33] I drink her every night
[01:18.04] Modern love can feel like suicide
[01:21.90] Holy water for the lady, please
[01:24.68] Love is best upon our knees
[01:27.44] With grass stains upon our jeans
[01:30.39] Now the devil dreams of me and you
[01:33.93] Of all the nasty things we do, oh baby
[01:38.58] Black lipstick on a coffee cup
[01:41.31] Love is the arms of lust
[01:44.16] She's cold, but still I burn up
[01:47.95] In a gin and tonic trance
[01:50.76] We know sobriety won't teach the kids to dance
[01:56.42] She's my cyanide
[01:58.95] I drink her every night
[02:02.73] Modern love can feel like suicide
[02:07.42] She's my cyanide
[02:10.14] I drink her every night
[02:13.90] Modern love can feel like suicide
[02:17.50] So we drive until the road (runs out)
[02:23.21] Or at least until our tears (dry)
[02:26.92] We count our sins beneath the sun
[02:29.93] We know no one forgives the fugitives of heaven
[02:36.52]
[02:58.49] Modern love can feel like suicide
[03:03.58] She's my cyanide
[03:06.07] I drink her every night
[03:09.65] Modern love can feel like suicide
[03:14.50] She's my cyanide
[03:17.33] I drink her every night
[03:21.04] Modern love can feel like suicide
[03:25.47]