You Can't Wallow with Us

Death don't follow her, she collects it

A silky web spun from her nexus

No incantation, no whispered hex

Just a look can kill, hell of a first impression

Could I be good?

I'll be good

Her sweet tooth hurts

But she always saves room for dessert

She keeps a gun cocked under her skirt

She's an expert, expects the check first

Dangerous flirt

Cuz she's in love with her work

Could I be good?

All she ever wanted was somebody to love

But it's a struggle to be subtle when you're workin undercover

If you're hollow

If you're hollow

You can't wallow

You can't wallow with us

Cuz in the age of persuasion we fake it

Only the patient ones make it

Sometimes I say something and then later I'm thinkin' about it and I'm just like

"Aw fuck"

Could I be good?

All she ever wanted was somebody to love

But it's a struggle to be subtle when you're workin undercover

If you're hollow

If you're hollow

You can't wallow

You can't wallow with us