Eat your words, eat your heart out
Eat your words, eat your heart out.

There´s not much left, just my red dress
Just this feeling that I got
You made me a victim in your Christmas kitchen
It´s my memory it´s your loss.

Blue black, maybe you got something
But the flowers grew back.

And was it familiar when you touched my sister
God, I don´t think there´s a word for that.

Blue black, maybe you got something
But the flowers grew black.

I gave it away, whore for a day
It´s so ugly, I´m still breathing
But you never got my virgin heart
It stayed locked up, it´s still beating.

Blue black, maybe you got something
But the flowers grew black

Eat your words, eat your hat
Eat your words, eat your heart out.

I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
You never had a clue, you can´t take it with you
I never felt so clean, you did the sin supreme
You never had a clue, you can´t take it with you.