Oh fuck! Wow! Stupid Bitch Friendship without lust Makes bunnies made of dust I had loved you once But bullets in rooms ricochet Our bones made of luck But Jesus called our bluff Now (We're so fucked) And begging for our own forgiveness My tables for two I always have to choose Always seem to lose But what's a loss outside the day When things go from blue To yellow purple hues Don't you want to do What he told you was your endeavor Purple yellow red skies And butterflies And raining knives Purple yellow red skies And butterflies And raining knives