Beautiful Things Are Better Left Dead lyrics

Good morning barkeep it’s good to be awake Another round if you please To wash out the flavor of deceit and vinegar Given to me by a fair-weather skirt (Well) it’s Sunday the 1st And I swear on this fifth To wipe this blood away, escaping from The day when beautiful things die Destruction blooms in the thought of you A lush with lovely red lips It’s 2 am and it’s all that I can not to rip The flesh from your face! Good morning barkeep it’s good to be awake Another round if you please To wash out the flavor of deceit and vinegar Given to me by a fair-weather skirt It’s Sunday the 1st And I swear on this fifth To wipe this blood away, escaping from the day when beautiful things die They say love can’t be Found at the bottom of a bottle Love can’t be Found at the bottom of the bottle Where did you hide my fucking heart? Good morning barkeep it’s good to be awake Another round if you please To wash out the flavor of deceit and vinegar Given to me by a fair-weather skirt It’s Sunday the 1st And I swear on this fifth To wipe this blood away, escaping from The day when beautiful things die Break down to rebuild deleting your eyes with one round