Crying Clown (Acoustic)

I catch my breath finally She keeps me calm and suddenly I relapse on old tricks trying to make a new In his car she finally Tampers with her sexuality Scratching at each other's minds till they're in the nude As for me, my loyalty Is only sold illegally To the pantomime crying clown Cry for me whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or passionately bloody mouth And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum All the static rustling Plug me in, the record spins And treat me like I wasn't someone that you knew Annabelle she reads my dreams Surrounding me in casualties But I don't get mad cause, you know, it's what you do Over-priced analogies Brittle man you dress like me Like the pantomime crying clown Cry for me whilst upside down Salivating, bloody mouth Or passionately bloody mouth And graveyard girls swinging a bag like a pendulum She creates this spot around Her perfect body Her perfect body And graveyard girl tapping her ribs like a xylophone She creates this spot around Her perfect body She is perfectly Lonely