Parties For Prostitutes - Brody Dalle

Do what you must

Blow off the dust

All these shackles and chains

And growing pains

So many lives

Secrets and lies

In minutes and hours

Memories devoured

One look in your eyes

Sound in your voice

Speaking to me

A sequel to me

Across the ocean

A thousand seas

Cannot disguise

Your unfaithful Key

Picked a lock and it wasn’t me

Picked a lock and it wasn’t me

Look what you’ve done

The cowardly run

No holy water

Can wash away aura

Or the loose lips to sink our ship

Or the loose lips to sink our ship

You blew out the candle

On someone’s cake

Happy birthday

Disgraceful mistake

I’ll throw you a party

Invite top dog

I’ll pay top dollar

So you can play whore