Black Party Hats

Go see she's not letting
Stag hole she's forgetting no
Bless her soul
Maybe he's got the right pockets
Rich and scared, the sleep is still makin' her cold
Where does she go?
It's the lies and the snow
Flames weren't high enough to keep lighting and
Slowly turned its head and letting it go
It's the glow

She's never conversating
I am not those weak lips
She's never conversations
And I'm never going home

My heart beats
My fair skin is beaten right through my clothes
You got me cold
You got me cold

No proud fights
Oh endless nights