Jason: 1! 2! 3! 4!One o one point one Fahrenheit
To some it's a fever, to her it's just right
and I can't hold her
and it's bringin' me down
her blood runs hot but her heart beats cold
she's a devil with an angels face I've been told
I think I'll push my luck next time you're aroundWell I'd walk through fire for you
I'd burn in hell to make it all true
I never loved anyone else in this world but you
A thousand reasons why I try to prove to you
I'm not the other guy
I don't give a damn what other people think (Ah!)She walked my way with that sick, fucked up smile
A flare for the strange and a temper like a whip
a soft hand clutches a riding crop grip
smell of latex rubber-drives me insane
beat him once then send him on his way
there's no room in your life for anyone to stay
engrave your moniker in welts of painThere's nothin I wouldn't do to prove
to make these words I promised true
I'd rather live my life alone than without you.
You know I'd rather die then to fuck this up
wouldn't get another try
got one chance there's nothing I wouldn't doYou be my master, I'll be your servant
on my knees I beg to be abused.
You can take the skin right off my back
with a riding crop or a leather strap
I'd take it all just to be with you
I'd walk through fire for you
I'd burn in hell to make it all true
I never loved anyone else in this world but you.
You know I'd rather die then to fuck this up
wouldn't get another try
You're my goddess and I worship you.-----------------------------------------------------------------------Jason: What's up guys? This feels fucken good man
that's all i gotta say about that, thankyou. Thankyou very much.
So incase you don't fucken know already,
we're doing a live record and you guys are gonna be on it tonight.(cheers)O! Goddamn!
I wanna dedicate this song to all you fucker's
with a Strung Out tatoo out there...
