Take Me Home Tonight

Take me home tonight before I perish in the cold
I’m only 27 but my heart feels bruised and old
I’ve swallowed and I’ve smoked away my money and my youth
I don’t know who I am today
I cannot find the truth

She did that to herself, they say
She chose this busted path
She’ll never ask for help and now we’ll watch the aftermath

We’ll revel in every sordid detail of her sin
We’ll sit with bated breath as the unraveling begins
Of course we’ll shed a tear because she’s broken and in pain
But mostly her demise has come to keep us entertained

Take me home tonight I beg, I don’t care what you do
Use my body, beat my face, until I’m black and blue
If the only way for us to touch is through your angry fist
At least the pain and hatred will show me I exist