There's no box to tick for red, so I put down blue instead 'Cause it's closest there's to grey in the categories And the veins within the whites are a statement of demise Doe eyes, you should stay at home licking batteries And I feel like I'm the host of a terrible game-show And the guests on today's quiz are celebrities Won't respond to any clues they're just cracking jokes for views But the answers to these questions mean everything
I had a friend who, had made a flag day Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak I have known friends to crack from love's weight Blossom in rib cage, until their backs break Oh, it won't get better That doesn't mean it's gonna get any worse You're final draft'a life-long love letter Signed to the man who will be driving your hearse
Salacia's in the depths, and if I avoid the nets Threaten "I'll cuckold you neptune" for definite Meet between the dog and wolf, with the hoarfrost underfoot And I'll show you every fire in delphinus
(A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby)
May she who casts the first fist of dirt across the casket Have mourners lick the mud from her fingernails 'Tween the breadth'a your arms span I was a renaissance man Books of lies stacked either side you were my carrell
I had a friend who, had made a flag day Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak I have known friends to crack from love's weight Blossom in rib cage, until their backs break (Baby, a heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call you the avocado, baby)
I had a friend who, had made a flag day Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak (Baby, a heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call you the avocado, baby) I have known friends to crack from love's weight Blossom in rib cage, until their backs break
Oh, it won't get better That doesn't mean it's gonna get any worse You're final draft'a life-long love letter Signed to the man who will be driving your hearse
I had a friend who, had made a flag day Blood on their hands from shards of a heartbreak (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call you the avocado, baby) I have known friends to crack from love's weight Blossom in rib cage, until their backs break (Baby, a heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call you the avocado, baby)
A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call me the avocado, baby (A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call you the avocado, baby A heart of stone, rind so tough it's crazy That's why they call you the avocado, baby)