Late payment's due

yesterday, we never change
Darlings love is slit of wrist
but at least ill be missed
Or deemed overrated
mice traps, in the window seal
tomorrow's meal
tomorrow's meal

Get real, shut up
fade purple or bruise blue
abuse me or abuse you
its your choice, butter cup
said you got laid
late last week
but I got paid
money i'd saved
and you've shown virtue
but lied through your teeth
and that's just you it seems
fill me up, or act nice
and give me free advise
thank you once
thank you twice



Misery is free
to the good guy's
and the ones who don't ask why
widows get desert, on Fridays
because dead guys don't get paid
and she's poor
but she'll get get laid
but he faked his death
and now he pays
for a cheap hotel whore
and a line of coke
on which I know
he is assured choke
and now he's broke
look at what you've done
look at what you've done



Hope stops in
three shots then she's home
walked away starts to roam
just look at how you've grown
and her night gown
I think its alive
but she's, inside you
even when it gets down to
selling out for a tissue
and its all the same
its all the same



I wrote you off
wrote you in
not sure just where to begin
out of fear, out of wind
gone until who knows when
but its all my fault
the world stops
and traffic is at a halt
cut my teeth, on perfume
and premature cuts of silk
so much shame I've consumed
look at my ruse
look at my ruse

wouldn't speak, to her
but death loomed in stalking
and runaway cars weren't parking
lizard men, came in
dressed in wife beaters
and threw us away
but really I was just afraid
she was just looking to get laid
get off, wash up
and then get paid
look at what you've became
look at what you've became

Fifteen years, today
covered in blood I know you'd say:
"I sure whish you'd play"
covered in mud
dripping blood
because for me
for you, and for them
its just a game
come on and pass the blame
and there so sweet
you lie
ill just whisper goodbye
just whisper goodbye



its a crime, its a charm
its your one and only harm
its on your face
its on your arm
its in my hair
and I don't care
didn't cry, didn't stare
I just hate that its not fair
cause I thought, you got paid
but got yourself laid
but its the same, today
and tomorrow doesn't change
just seems new and strange
but yesterdays still fresh
yesterdays still fresh


some days, I fed you
without a "please" I kept you clean
let you sleep near my knees
and this isn't thanks
but its okay, I don't care
You can't have all that's fair
kiss the stars, goodbye
sell the cat
and don't ask why


we just got made
covers blown
it wont get us paid
lighting up, the dark
a new trip we embark
for fun, we'd lose
and we are easily amused
and sniff markers
doesn't matter the dreams
or how things might seem
its not just a dream
not just a dream
now lets get paid
I did it for you
late payments due...