Monday, September 18, 2006

Desolation Angels

Out of your arms and into another's/
All for today and yesterday's lovers/
The cheap shots, all the fuckin' cheap shots,
got me grinnin' down on my knees.

Desolation, ejaculation/
Stuck in isolation/
Take a look around every angle/
We are the desolation angels.

Make them grin, give them sin/
I still remember when you were so warm/
Standing outside, on that old porch/
Arm and arm with your head on my shoulder.

Desolation, ejaculation/
Stuck in isolation/
Take a look around every angle/
We are the desolation angels.

Warm brown eyes, look cold as ice/
Doing the things that we all despise/
When you leave, fuckin' lock the door/
Anything to keep me from standing on the floor.

Desolation, ejeculation/
Stuck in isolation/
Take a look around every angle/
We are the desolation angels.