guilty pleasures

well it is one hell of a ride honey
it's one hell of a ride
it's in towns left for oblivion
or stone washed condos
i bore myself to death in this holes we built
i bore myself to death

and if there's settling in
nausea and constant aching backs
then maybe by the end of this year
i'll be someone nicer.

lit my cigarette darling
i'm trying too hard to kill myself
in all the good ways
i am so scared yet so desperate
i am the blood between teeth.

have fun with women, love
i still have time
i'm no woman to you
alleged pleasure for something which is absolutely not mine

but who invited you over
to all my favorite records?
fuck this is no longer my rituals
it's only guilt drained for someone's pleasure