Die On A Rope

• The Distillers
• Coral Fang

Tell me something, tell me stupid

Will I die, will I die on a rope?

Tell me something, tell me stupid

Will I die, will I die?

I wish that you didn’t love me no more

I’ve been dead for years

I wish that you didn’t own me no more

I’ve been here before

Tell me something, tell me stupid

Will I die, will I die on a rope?

Tell me something, tell me stupid

Will I die, will I die? No, I won’t!

I want to draw the blood from your neck

Spill the lies in your bed

I will give you a holy white rose

Cut the tongue from your head

I belong to a line of red scent

Teach the heart to reflect

The wound is wise for primal black eyes

There’s a scarlet letter in my chest