1. The Sky was blonde Like her It was a Day to take the child out back and shoot it I Could have buried all my dead up in her cemetery head She had dirty word witchcraft I was in the deep end of her skin Then, it seemed like a one car car wreck but I knew it was a horrid tragedy Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear R: Blow out the Candles on all my Frankensteins At least my death wish will come true You taste like Valentine's and we cry, I should have picked the photograph It lasted longer than you 2. Putting Holes in Happiness We'll paint the future black If it needs any color My death sentence is a story who'll be digging when you finally Let me die? The Romance of our assassination If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde But the grass is greener here and I can see all of your snakes You wear your ruins well please run away with me to Hell R: Blow out the Candles...