One drop and you'll forsake
My poison chalice waits, ill promise you'll have a sweet old time
The rotten apple tree doesn't fall far from me
Well toast to this night with a squeeze of lime
You know, the other day, you wouldn't look my way
It seemed to suit you, but now you are mine
I'll now play my part, ill drown your shallow heart
Two shots of whiskey just to numb the start
My grandfather clock ticks and tocks, seems really strange when it walks
The old school maid offers Christmas cakes every day in the month of may
She is sipping wine from the poison vine
Here comes the time you'll have poison eyes, here comes the time you'll have poison eyes
Bye bye baby, it's time to sleep little lady, have another sip of my wine
Rose scented fragrance, you are always insatious, take a little sip, it's Devine
You sit in a lifeless form, as if ripped and shredded and torn
You clumsily talk while you feel around
Your eyes slowly glazed, showing the expiry date of when you first drank from the silver shrine
I sit in my chair with pride, adjust my collar and tie, roll a cigarette and have a blatant stare
Blow smoke towards your face, seems to have an air of grace, kills the boredom while I watch you die
My grandfather clock ticks and tocks, seems really strange when it walks
The old school maid offers Christmas cakes every day in the month of may
She is sipping wine from the poison vine
Here comes the time you'll have poison eyes, here comes the time you'll have poison eyes
Here comes the time you'll have poison eyes, here comes the time you'll have poison eyes
Oh, a veil of disguise sucks you in to darkness
Oh, a friend of the night, you'll feel what my love is
One drop and you'll forsake
My poison chalice waits, ill promise you'll have a sweet old time
Bye bye baby, it's time to sleep little lady, have another sip of my wine
Rose scented fragrance, you are always insatious, take a little sip, it's Devine