Looking back in anger

On this dirty little town

It stained your dress carved up my face

Put a wedge between our state of grace



Somethings so young and pretty

Should never be released

We place our bets we take our pick

They wind up in the belly of the beast



And when you can't get what you want

You take anything you can

So I wear this suit of wolves at night

I slip it on how come it feels so right



I get a hungry man

When I can't get what I want

I take anything I can

I wear a suit of wolves



Just across from Friday

The weekend circus rolls

I cross my heart turn on the charm

I say my prayers between two hungry arms



There's a string of dangerous flowers

All around my bed

There's some want rings and some just want

And those who'd like to see me dead