Lyrics I'm Low On Gas And You Need A Jacket

Choke, tried to wash you down with something strong
Dry but the taste of blood remains
Cold, empty mattresses and falling stars
My, how they start to look the same

So keep in happiness and torture me while I
Tell you let's go in style
A million hooks around a million ways to die
Darling it's cold outside

No, no more eyes to see the sun
You slide into bed while I get drunk
Slow conversations with a gun mean more
Than I've ever said to anyone, anyone

So keep in happiness and torture me while I
Tell you let's go in style
A million hooks around a million ways to die
Darling let's go inside
It'll be alright

But last night you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables
Almost fought some bitch at the club (Yeah!)
Got kicked out of your hotel and lost your shoes
Well, fuck, what am I supposed to be impressed?
You're just another set of bones to lay to rest
I guess it's time to say goodnight
Hope you had a really good time
Good time

But I will soon forget the color of your eyes
And you'll forget mine

So keep in happiness and torture me while I
Tell you let's go in style
A million hooks around a million ways to die
Let's go outside
It'll be alright

But last night you said you ended up in Palm Springs dancing on tables.