Junkyard Angel

My my my What can I tell you this time When you asked me who cut your brakes And who set your jacket on fire Jimmy tells me I'm his junkyard angel of dreams I can do anything that I please He'll watch me eat the fuckers alive Look into these wild wild eyes If I tell you that I love you I am lying Across the sewer walls Up to the ceilings I've painted pictures of us Making love till we're bleeding Oh lord why Have you cursed me with this kind of mind It's filthy, it's cruel and unkind I can't control it if I even tried Look into these wild wild eyes If I tell you that I love you I am lying And all your friends they came here looking A neighbour had said that they'd heard something I told them it was just some guard dog howling But Jimmy and I Had you tied up in the attic My my my What can I tell you this time I've done it again Yes I've lied I'm going back to my junkyard to hide I'm going back to my junkyard I'm going back to my junkyard We're just angels in the junkyard I'm going back to my junkyard