Black Dahlia Sigh
Your unfinished bourbon grows cold in the dark gloom.
I stitched up the jagged wounds left from yesterday,
Yet lost myself in your toxic smoke anyway.
Smudged lipstick on the rim of a broken glass,
You sit in silence, but I still sing through the pain that passed.
Припев
The sigh of a black dahlia in a heavy perfume haze,
I pay for this love without receipts or praise.
A deep bass thud, a smoky darkened floor,
You took my heart and crushed it right to the core.
Once again that sigh... of a black dahlia...
[Verse 2]
You promised me sweet jazz, but left a hangover instead,
Red wine spilled on the cloth, a pattern born in red.
I turned my inner grief into my sacred brew,
A silent final verdict in every glance from you.
The crooked clock hands frozen right at three,
Nothin' left between us but a cruel trick on me.
Припев
The sigh of a black dahlia in a heavy perfume haze,
I pay for this love without receipts or praise.
A deep bass thud, a smoky darkened floor,
You took my heart and crushed it right to the core.
Once again that sigh... of a black dahlia...
Don't call me back, my darling little sinner,
My lipstick is ruined, but my soul is still a winner.
I ain't your fragile toy, no delicate little bloom,
Drowning hollow words inside a soda glass of doom.
You looked for heaven in me, but all you found was smoke!
Припев
The sigh of a black dahlia in a heavy perfume haze,
I pay for this love without receipts or praise.
A deep bass thud, a smoky darkened floor,
You took my heart and crushed it right to the core.
The sigh of a black dahlia... goodbye, my tragic floor!
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