Mascara

I feel soon I will sink into you,
What do you think?
There's blood in your hair,
I've got the bruise of the year.

But there's something about her,
Long shady eyes,
I'm all about her shade tonight.

I hate your tattoo's,
You have weak wrists,
But I'll keep you.

But there's something about her,
Long shady eyes,
I'm all about her shade tonight.

Well it's too bad...
It's too bad...
It's too bad you're married to me!