he's a whore Lyrics

Waiting all the rain away
Falling through the cracks
Baby you're the death of me while we last
Fifty seven names for you names for you
Fifty thousand more
Fifty seven devils make up one whore

I won't believe in anyone or thing
After knowing you
Nothing is true
For all they know you are just what you say
Sickle sickle smile
Framing the fangs

Wrap your hands around my throat
I want what I deserve
Please take everything that you have earned

I won't be there when you fall
After knowing you
Nothing is true