Mad Marge & The Stonecutters Sickness
Sickness
And it's burning in my teeth
and i can't get a reprieve from you
Forgive me for all this crazy things i do
But my heart is turning blue
These foolish words how the hell can they hurt
When everything you say is just a lie
And your masochism sets me off like a cataclysm
Gotta get it gotta get it
These childish words how on earth can they hurt
When every time you pray it's just a line
And our foolish wisdom sets me off like a cataclysm
