White Tar

Baby's got cancer, looking for the answer (For the answer) She's got cancer, someone romance her (Someone romance her) She was one of a kind Now she's perfected living on all the lies they injected Now she's infected, staring at the scars that needed correction It's not a habit she claims She's got American eyes Letting her body go, she's dead Rejection, looking for direction (For direction) Gimme picture, gimme reception (Reception) The clean smell of sin She's nervous at the hips The car's right outside and I'm ready to go Infected, living on all of the lies she injected Now I'm infected staring at the scars in need of correction It's not a habit, I claim I got American eyes Letting my body go, I'm dead She's got cancer, looking for the answer (For the answer) She's got cancer, someone romance her (Romace her) She's got cancer, looking for the answer (For the answer) She's one of a kind We got cancer, looking for the answer We got cancer, looking for the answer We got cancer, looking for the answer