Ultraviolence

Down on the West Coast, They got a sayin', If you're not drinking, Then you're not playing But you got the music, You've got the music in you Don't you? Down on the West Coast, I get this feeling, like It all could happen, That's why I'm leaving you

They say I'm too young to love you I don't know what I need They think I don't understand The freedom land of the 70's I think I'm too cool to know ya You say I'm like the ice I freeze I'm churning out novels like Beat poetry on Amphetamines I said,

haa haa, haa haa our love is a weapon of mass destruction destruction, cut deep into my skin its the only way that you can get in from now on from now on, well what don't you know? four years to the sea and i've seen you choking in my dreams too litt

He used to call me DN That stood for deadly nightshade Cause I was filled with poison But blessed with beauty and rage Jim told me that He hit me and it felt like a kiss Jim brought me back Reminded me of when we were kids This is ultraviolence Ultra

I paint my nails black, I dye my hair a darker shade of brown Cause you like your women Spanish, dark, strong and proud I paint the sky black You said if you could have your way You'd make a night time of today So it'd suit the mood of your song Oh,

haa haa, haa haa our love is a weapon of mass destruction destruction, cut deep into my skin its the only way that you can get in from now on from now on, well what don't you know? four years to the sea and i've seen you choking in my dreams too litt

haa haa, haa haa our love is a weapon of mass destruction destruction, cut deep into my skin its the only way that you can get in from now on from now on, well what don't you know? four years to the sea and i've seen you choking in my dreams too litt

Blue hydrangea, cold cash, divine, Cashmere, cologne and white sunshine. Red racing cars, sunset in vine, The kids were young and pretty. Where have you been? Where did you go? Those summer nights seem long ago, And so is the girl you used to call, T

The other woman finds time to manicure her nails The other woman is perfect where her rival fails And she's never seen with pin curls in her hair The other woman enchants her clothes with French perfume The other woman keeps fresh cut flowers in each

haa haa, haa haa our love is a weapon of mass destruction destruction, cut deep into my skin its the only way that you can get in from now on from now on, well what don't you know? four years to the sea and i've seen you choking in my dreams too litt

Mm, heavy metal love of mine, I should've learned to let you stay. You didn't want me all the time, But you were worth it anyway. 'Cause you were so much better, Than the rest of them, Out of all the others, You were the honest man. He loved guns and

Down on the West Coast, they got a sayin' "If you're not drinkin', then you're not playin'" But you've got the music You've got the music in you, don't you? Down on the West Coast, I get this feeling like It all could happen, that's why I'm leav

Share my body and my mind with you, That's all over now. Did what I had to do, 'Cause it's so far past me now. Share my body and my life with you, That's way over now. There's not more I can do, You're so famous now. Got your bible, got your gun, And

[Verse 1] Being a mistress on the side It might not appeal to fools like you Creeping around on the side Would not be something you would do [Pre-Chorus] But, you haven't seen my man You haven't seen my man You haven't seen my man You haven't seen hi

All the pretty stars, Shine for you, my love. Am I that girl that you dream of? All those little times, You said that I'm your girl, You make me feel like your whole world. I'll wait for you, babe, It's all I do, babe, Don't come through, babe, You n

My baby lives in shades of blue Blue eyes and jazz and attitude He lives in California too He drives a chevy Malibu And when he calls He calls for me and not for you He lives for love, he loves his drugs He loves his baby too But I can't fix him, can

You say that you wanna go To a land that's far away How are we supposed to get there With the way that we're living today? You talk lots about God Freedom comes from the call But that's not what this bit·ch wants Not what I want at all I want money,