I met a girl who never looked so alone
Like sugar water in your mouth lukewarm
She tied a cherry stem for me with her tongue
We fell in love and now we’re both alone
‘Cause I don’t need any more friends
And another kiss like fire on a pavement
We’ll burn it down to the end…
Strawberry girls are performing with shortcake hearts
And I just love the way that they break and tear me apart
I’m drinking poisoned margaritas for my last phone call
Drowned under the covers and on the linen blankets I fall
You think it’s high time for me to say goodbye and a lost eulogy
But not yet darling, ’cause I specialise in the art of disasterology
Garlands and wreaths and we sink laughing in softest lavender
Just like the bruises we kissed away and the lines we severed
I was always coughing madly under the influence of grey fumes
Drinking out of cholera water, wounding myself on rusted looms
But who will be the grenade that will pull that rusted stubborn pin
I’m tainted, sordid, insalubrious, love, won’t you make me clean?
As cold rain is beating down against the rolled-up car windows
We make believe with dulling thorns and hazy roses for hours
Thick blood starts to flow, like passing red buses on morrows
My sweetest strawberry girl, who ever knew that you were so sour?
Your shivering cups of coffee scald hotly more than kerosene
You’re so out of style, but you just love being so fucking mean
The boys in the club are youth raged and have new ideas stupid
And the tepid beer, like the summer air, is tasteless and arid
Your blossoming skin has always been flushed pink with spite
The chemicals in your brain keep your soul dissolving enough
Sitting high on an ivory pedestal, like flowers woven on a kite
You’re a bubblegum cheerleader, but chewed up and popped
Colliding like a suspended heart alongside patient bowling pins
Why did you adore all the mermaids if you can’t even swim?
I’ll pray to the devils and hope that they wouldn’t go and follow
For everyone took a bite out of your leftovers until you were hollow
The sunset is missing, hiding under hills and decaying cemeteries
Let’s bury the past under groves of pearl and burn it with gasoline
If only you’ll stop serving yourself impaled on a silver plate, please
Leave that to the cherry girls, blushing burlesque and incarnadine
The bullets from your back are yours to keep in bitterest memory
That golden necklace is choking you, won’t you take it off for me
Drunk on saccharine, bloated on pesticide, intoxicated in perfume
I’ll take your hand and hold it tight, strawberry girl, we’ll be home soon
Let’s dance a waltz and let the grass brush our ankles in diamond fields
Underwater ballerina, an angel on cloud filaments as you hum and sing
Where’s the misery, all the agony, those vultures we didn’t even need?
You’re a strawberry queen in a castle, and I’ll be your own vineyard king
A million heartbeats thumping quickly under the abysmal ocean floor
Making whirlpool tantrums and tidal waves crash against the shore
Lying on picnic blankets, don’t you love the way the moon looks tonight?
Scintillating mischievously as it whispers its secrets to gold starlight
Strawberry girl, it’s a withering world, so why don’t you come and disappear with me?
We could be resting, alone in our peaceful hell while that chaotic paradise goes crazy
Let’s fake our own deaths here and let the wolves chase, let the weeping foxes fight
Let’s die under the stars, my strawberry girl, don’t you think they look so beautiful tonight?
‘Cause this is a wasteland, my only retreat
With heaven above you, there’s hell over me
You said what about us? Well, what about me?
Hang from the gallows, asleep in the rain
‘Cause this is a wasteland, my only retreat…