Queens Of The Stone Age

It's a mistake but who knows?
Followed you home, crawled in your window
Cause life is a trip when you're psycho in love
And I know

Followed your friends, you were not there
Slashed and I cut and I bled in the sink
Heard what you said and you're laughing maybe
Slashed and I cut and I do it for you
I want you to notice when I'm not around
Wherever you are

You're solid gold...I'll see you in hell (4x)



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Too late to think and filter anymore
A bitter pill to swallow...maybe you're
In a blanket haze of Ephedrine
I'm wondering where the hell you been
So come on and right this wrong

You've got it all right
You've got a feelin'
I'd rather open up my wrists - let it go
You've got it all right
You've gotta feelin'
There's devils and ropes around your neck
Cursing them all
And you can't hear it...can't hear it

Ain't got a mind to deal with anymore
Sabateur, infiltrator and maybe more
If you're not blind and dead
Then how can we pollute your head?
So come on and right this wrong

I got it all right
I gotta feelin'
You'd rather open up your wrists - let it go
I got it all right
Yeah I got a feelin'
There's devils and ropes around my neck
Can't even know
Cause I cant hear it
Can't hear it (3x)



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If it gets you down well then I'll take it
If it gets you up well I don't want it
It lets you down so broken-hearted
If it gets you down well then I want it

If only...only (4x)
Was nothing at all

So I've blown my mind to make it lazy
Those long, long days with no escaping
I hold the wheel to let it go
Don't want to stop, don't want to know
If it gets you down well just don

Me just happy robot
Live on hill of beans
You and I, cut from same cloth
Ripping at the seams

Cut...snip...cut

Don't forget to remember
The devil's got pills in his eyes
Look, laugh, but don't touch
Cut you down to size

Cut...up...cut (2x)

You would know

My girls all out of focus
It ain't no big surprise
Daddy got his gun loaded
Got crosshairs in his eyes

Shot...up...oh (2x)

You would know (16x)



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Cozied up to the toilet
Face stuck to the floor
I met expectations
That I was trying to ignore
Job had such patience
I wonder, "What's that like?"
A hundred thousand million
(But I hear) thats what you like
So I was thinkin'....

So these cities are sprouting
Like a spit in the eye
And this world isn't waiting
It's just passing me by
I just peak in the window
Lookin' inside
The butchers got a fork in your face
But I'm standing alive
And I was singin'...



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