You walked right into the morning
With a pistol pointing at my chest
And you're dressed like a demon
Slinging out arrows with a serpent tongue
With your hair untied and your dress undone
You're a siren
You're a victim of the gods
You're a wannabe tramp
Can't you see
That I've been slain by a lotus train
I've been cursed
And I know that girl
I've been hurt
But every time I can
I am
Honey bought up all the tools in the yard
She said "I don't wanna live here in the back of a burning heart"
And she's reading out loud like I was never allowed
I've been steaming away
I've been rolling along
I can't breathe
I can't stand
I've been cut
I've been cursed
I've been slain by a lotus train
I've been cursed
By an Irish girl
I've been hurt
But every time I can
I am
I've been slain by a lotus train
I've been cursed
And I know that girl
I've been hurt
But every time I can
I am