Cyanide Sweet Tooth Suicide

She's a still thrill of suicide they say

Cyanide in her plastic veins

She's a mannequin of misery

She's on a bender

But she ain't gonna break

Hey Hey

Taste like sugar but it's novacaine

She's climbing diesels

She can sharpen the pain

White lights Train wreck

Black lips Pale Eyes

She's a killer

She is mine

Straight nine(?)

Cerebellum feeds the brain

Hurricane and a violent rage

They say

She's a looker just like Anna Nicole

Oh no

F**k the silver

Let's go straight for the gold

Hey hey

Digging deeper than a six foot hole

She's snorting cocaine through a suicide note

White light Train wreck

Black lips Pale Eyes

She's a killer

She is mine

White lights Train wreck

Black lips Pale Eyes

She's a killer

Not my

Black lips Pale Eyes

She's a zero

What about now?