Gaze into her killing jar. I'd sometimes stare for hours.
She even poked the holes so I can breathe. She bought the last line.
I'm just the worst kind of guy to argue with what you might find.

And for the last night I lie. Could I lie with you?
Give up. Get down.
It's just the hardest part of living.
She wants it all to come down this time.
Lost in the prescription, she's got something else in mind.
Check into the hotel Bella Muerte.
It gives the weak flight. It gives the blind sight.
Until the cops come or by the last light.
And for the last night I lie. Could I lie next to you?
Pull the plug.
But I'd like to learn your name.
And holding on.
Well, I hope you do the same.
Awww sugar.
Slip into this tragedy you've spun this chamber dry.