Whore Lyrics

the blunt from the cut spills the milk from her veins the sacrifice? the sum of all that remains she summons the courage and proffers a drink she undoes her pure urge and offers the pinkness - of all that is potent - of all that is pure - of all that is sugar - as sweet as liqueur she purges herself of what has kept her bound she plunges the wealth of her values and drowns - in her shallow assumptions - and tallies the score - for the face -- face of an angel - is the face of a whore. i give you good face didn't i give you good face? said i give you good face. when the dribble of your words ain't got no effect when you're down to the wire that runs neck and neck when the nudge of what's coming has lost it's reflex i will elbow-my-way-through this Quixotic wreck - when the elastic-snap - of approval don't stretch - any further than any further than any further than - it can get didn't i piss in the face of derision and frown? didn't i swallow my scruples and wet kiss the ground? - i found my Faith under these nails - and nailed that face to the door it's the face--face of and angel, baby and the face of a whore. i give you good face didn't i give you good face? said i give you good face. can't be bothered with details-- can't be bothered no more swear to hell ain't no heaven 'til we settle this score... said i give you good face... face of an angel... whore. there's not a dead-beat daddy-o daddy-o that could fix this bet cuz i don't never wanna remember what i ain't never gonna forget: the face of a whore... face of an angel... i give you good face.