Blue Black
Eat your words, eat your heart out
Eat your words, eat your heart out.
There's not much left, just my red dress
Just this feeling that I got
You made me a victim in your Christmas kitchen
It's my memory it's your loss.
Blue black, maybe you got something
But the flowers grew back.
And was it familiar when you touched my sister
God, I don't think there's a word for that.
Blue black, maybe you got something
But the flowers grew black.
I gave it away, whore for a day
It's so ugly, I'm still breathing
But you never got my virgin heart
It stayed locked up, it's still beating.
Blue black, maybe you got something
But the flowers grew black
Eat your words, eat your hat
Eat your words, eat your heart out.
I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
You never had a clue, you can't take it with you
I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
You never had a clue, you can't take it with you
Azul Negro
Come tus palabras, devórate el corazón
Come tus palabras, devórate el corazón.
No queda mucho, solo mi vestido rojo
Solo esta sensación que tengo
Me convertiste en una víctima en tu cocina navideña
Es mi recuerdo, es tu pérdida.
Azul negro, tal vez tengas algo
Pero las flores volvieron a crecer.
Y ¿era familiar cuando tocaste a mi hermana?
Dios, no creo que haya una palabra para eso.
Azul negro, tal vez tengas algo
Pero las flores se volvieron negras.
Lo regalé, puta por un día
Es tan feo, todavía estoy respirando
Pero nunca obtuviste mi corazón virgen
Permaneció encerrado, todavía late.
Azul negro, tal vez tengas algo
Pero las flores se volvieron negras.
Come tus palabras, cómete tu sombrero
Come tus palabras, devórate el corazón.
Nunca me sentí tan limpia, hiciste el pecado supremo
Nunca tuviste una pista, no puedes llevártelo contigo
Nunca me sentí tan limpia, hiciste el pecado supremo
Nunca tuviste una pista, no puedes llevártelo contigo
Escrita por: Heather Nova