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