The Strangers Lover, I don't play to win For the thrill until I'm spent Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker I threw flowers in your face On my sisters wedding day Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker
You showed up with a black eye looking to start a fight Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker Playboys under your mattress, like I wouldn't notice Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share? What do I keep from all the strangers who sleep where I sleep
Desperate don't look good on you,
neither does your virtue Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker Good souls have more better sons, better sons were worse once Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker
What do I share? What do I keep from all the stranger who sleep where I sleep
You showed up with a black eye looking to finish a fight Lover, I don't play to win For the thrill until I'm spent Paint the black hole blacker Paint the black hole blacker