Black Widow
On the top of the roof he sets his sights,
In the morning light he waits to strike,
Looking for the man with the two-tone shoes.
In the empty street that you left last
Down in your hall into his address
The cameras flash for the front page news
Just for today I like my dreams to be real
And when the liars rip the wheel
Ill keep my smile under the fade
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I felt like nothing when you left these arms
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers.
Been called a black widow all the time
Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine.
With a red-haired dancer on his lap
He's driving himself to a heart attack
Up the road awaits the death proof car
Last thing he sees is a silhouette
And the glowing ember of a cigarette
She breaks the glass as he breaths his last
Just for today I like my dreams to be real
And when the liars rip the wheel
Ill keep my smile under the fade
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers.
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers.
Been called a black widow all the time
Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine.
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers
Been called a black widow all the time
Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine.
In the morning light he waits to strike,
Looking for the man with the two-tone shoes.
In the empty street that you left last
Down in your hall into his address
The cameras flash for the front page news
Just for today I like my dreams to be real
And when the liars rip the wheel
Ill keep my smile under the fade
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I felt like nothing when you left these arms
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers.
Been called a black widow all the time
Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine.
With a red-haired dancer on his lap
He's driving himself to a heart attack
Up the road awaits the death proof car
Last thing he sees is a silhouette
And the glowing ember of a cigarette
She breaks the glass as he breaths his last
Just for today I like my dreams to be real
And when the liars rip the wheel
Ill keep my smile under the fade
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers.
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers.
Been called a black widow all the time
Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine.
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers
Don't you worry 'bout your funeral, baby,
I've got a coffin with your name in flowers
Been called a black widow all the time
Don't matter with a heart as cold as mine.
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Writer(s): Ed Harcourt, Melanie Josette Pain
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