Professional Cinderella - Dead And Divine

…And you may have a bulletproof smile, but you are easily penetrated where it

counts

If it’s the sex that you love, I’ll give you something to lust about

Goddamn, it’s happening again — I’m running out of time

I’ve got a gaping hole in my chest but it’s alright, it’s alright

Cause I’m a hopeless romantic by day and a sex machine by night

So cock and load your vocal cords and scream like you’ve never screamed before

You wreak havoc upon my world, but yet you’re so worth waiting for

If I’m the kind of clichés, then you’re the God of catastrophe

We are ever lasting, we are what love is made of, nothing can stop us now

I am lovesick with the machine gun blues

Goddamn I cannot shake it out.

I am lovesick with the machine gun blues

And I can’t shake it out, shake it out