Come inside, you'll see she's full of hate and no self worth
Drinks absinthe for her conscience and just to spite her f*cking nerves, and she'll
She'll bite her tongue, but she hates the taste of secrets
She's got a chelsea smile from the silver lining, she's the patron saint of the sleepless
Stick yr fingers
In yr mouth
Squeeze yr tongue
And rip it out!
She'll take the piss but she'll never taste what's bitter
And she'll eat shit if it's rolled in gold and glitter
And she wakes up in the morning, she don't know where she'll be by night
She's a leopard print lady of the f*cking night and she fans old flames with dynamite
Stick yr fingers
In yr mouth
Squeeze yr tongue
And rip it out!
Stick yr fingers (Stick your fingers)
In yr mouth (In your mouth)
Squeeze yr tongue (Squeeze your tongue)
And rip it out! (And rip it out)
Mildred Pierce - Philomena Lyrics
Mildred Pierce - Philomena Lyrics
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Come inside, you'll see she's full of hate and no self worth
Drinks absinthe for her conscience and just to spite her f*cking nerves, and she'll
She'll bite her tongue, but she hates the taste of secrets
She's got a chelsea smile from the silver lining, she's the patron saint of the sleepless
Stick yr fingers
In yr mouth
Squeeze yr tongue
And rip it out!
She'll take the piss but she'll never taste what's bitter
And she'll eat shit if it's rolled in gold and glitter
And she wakes up in the morning, she don't know where she'll be by night
She's a leopard print lady of the f*cking night and she fans old flames with dynamite
Stick yr fingers
In yr mouth
Squeeze yr tongue
And rip it out!
Stick yr fingers (Stick your fingers)
In yr mouth (In your mouth)
Squeeze yr tongue (Squeeze your tongue)
And rip it out! (And rip it out)
Drinks absinthe for her conscience and just to spite her f*cking nerves, and she'll
She'll bite her tongue, but she hates the taste of secrets
She's got a chelsea smile from the silver lining, she's the patron saint of the sleepless
Stick yr fingers
In yr mouth
Squeeze yr tongue
And rip it out!
She'll take the piss but she'll never taste what's bitter
And she'll eat shit if it's rolled in gold and glitter
And she wakes up in the morning, she don't know where she'll be by night
She's a leopard print lady of the f*cking night and she fans old flames with dynamite
Stick yr fingers
In yr mouth
Squeeze yr tongue
And rip it out!
Stick yr fingers (Stick your fingers)
In yr mouth (In your mouth)
Squeeze yr tongue (Squeeze your tongue)
And rip it out! (And rip it out)
Writer: Mildred Pierce
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