White Knuckle Jerk (Where Do You Get Off?)

She's got the eyes of a snake

Loaded dice raising stakes from a cash cow

I'll be her burn victim, hypothermic, so damn hot

Come to smiling like I blacked out in Glasgow (I, I)

I woke up in the name that I wore last night

To the sound of an empty bed

And it's ringing in my ears

Just like sweet nothings from the voices in my head

Where do you get off, being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh lord, don't ask me what I mean

Where do you get off, being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh lord

She's got the touch of an anesthesiologist

Please put me under

Because I tremble with the notion that there's something unsaid

But numb my head, I'll mumble reticently

I wonder how I woke up in the middle of my surgery

And I watched them botch my heart

Only the second worst thing that I could've thought was

"This won't have to end if it doesn't start"

Where do you get off, being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh lord, don't ask me what I mean

Where do you get off, being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh lord

I'll never know, I'll never know, I'll never know

I'll never know what it's like, what it's like to love you

I'll never know, I'll never know, I'll never know

I'll never know what it's like, what it's like to love you (oh lord)

So, where do you get off, being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh lord, heart bluer than my balls (oh)

Where do you get off, being so goddamn beautiful?

Oh lord

Just say that it’s on me