The Pink Spiders Follow

She's out of luck, out of hope and out of cigarettes

Misunderstood with naked pictures on the Internet

Her social deviance is teasing me and I know what I want

And I'm really gonna really let her know that I like her

But I just don't care enough to fool around with love

Yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash

Sexy as a stinger of a hornet in your arm

just another modern swinger

screaming "catch me if you can"

with a cigarette in hand and it's love

it's heavy and it hurts and it's love

Strung out on blow

She doesn't know why she's not feeling good

Dropped out of school

Now she's moving out to Hollywood

Her reckless decadence is taking things a little too far

Yeah my baby's pretty as a car crash

Subtle as a splinter

Yeah my baby's smooth like sandpaper

Warm just like the winter

screaming "catch me if you can"

with a cigarette in hand and it's love

it's heavy and it hurts and it's love

Staring at my shoes thinking of something to say

But nothing's better than what silence is saying

Every time I turn around

she's always looking away

It's just the nature of the game that we're playing

And I think I'm tapping out

I think I'm gonna skip the title bout