One By One

We've attacked and we're waiting to eat

The sides are calm (The sides are calm)

And we don't know if we're making our

We are not sure what it is that you say

We're waiting for our (waiting for our)

Ships as the night turns to day

And we're starved and we're parched

We'll rip into the flesh atop the spines with which we arch

And we'll turn all the runs in our stockings to webs

We'll voice them in the forest

We'll make them our (Make them our)

Make them our beds

All the crowds are laughing at their lemon lace

They were birthed without a face

Don't sing soft it's what they want

They will turn your stomach into shards

Amongst the hogs stuck in the yard

And when they say they've had enough

They'll take the flowers from the dust

And drop the orchids on your old age

All the girls have gathered 'round now

They're staring (Staring at)

The stars as they start to go out

One by one you will line them all up

You will make a toast (Make a toast)

To others who've not given up

And we laugh when you choke

We will drag you to the desert

So you're burnt and you're broke

And your wife will draw straws

For the next on the list

One by one they'll bicker

While the stars they still (The stars they still)

The stars they still exist

It's exactly this that drives us to be mad

We're not quite sure what we've had

You won't want to miss this part

We'll slip into our hunting hats and wait

Around the house and when we pray

We'll ask for mercy for our sins

And all the things we never did alone

I wait for my husband to get home

And when the cops ask me the reason

I will say I don't really know

'Cause we're all in the shit for sure

And I love to feel your fingers up my skirt

'Cause we're all in the shit for sure

And I love to feel your fingers up my skirt

Up my skirt

In the desert we will dirty our hands till they're clean

And in our beds we'll watch our heads explode before we dream.