Victory In Numbers Midnight In London
Could you be alone tonight under the tavern light?
Show me what keeps you in your skin made of porcelain.
Lipstick is your last mistake, because not a mile from here
I got some plans for this knife, and your blood’s all over it.
This feeling’s so incredible
To watch you know you’re never going home.
You never looked so miserable
While leaving your life to me.
As far as I’m concerned, you know what you deserve.
I see through those made up eyes,
You’d sell your soul to disguise those sins,
You can’t repent, you’re not so innocent.
I’ll do this slow so it burns, I don’t think you understand.
This feeling’s so incredible
To watch you know you’re never going home.
You never looked so miserable
While leaving your life to me.
Slow kill to relieve the poison. Fast ride to reduce the pain.
Slow down, spill your guts I won’t tell. Show it all to me.
In the black of the night and my mind
It will stick to the skin like a mystery.
Thick is the blood and the thought of your suffering,
Pencils a picture so clear in my memory,
Even as daylight turns into night,
I see that for me this thing feels right.
Think of the lives of the wives who meant something,
I think they’ll agree I will not be blamed for nothing.
This feeling’s so incredible
To watch you know you’re never going home.
You never looked so miserable
We’re all liars in love.
