All tied up And I'm shit out of luck You dried up Not that I give a fuck You're all smiles When I come get my stuff Been a long while Since I died for your love Your hazy eyes and your hollow smile Your red stained dress Black's just not your style I wish upon a star for you to be a laughing stock You're made of glass and you're paper thin One blow too many and you're splintering I pick up pieces of your soul between your shattered bones So you can blame it on me You can blame it on yourself Blame it on the world if it helps Just know I'm gonna see you in hell All tied up And I'm shit out of luck You dried up Not that I give a fuck You're all smiles When I come get my stuff Been a long while Since I died for your love All tied up And I'm shit out of luck You dried up Not that I give a fuck You're all smiles When I come get my stuff Been a long while Since I died for your love