The Supernaturals - Dung Beetle lyrics

Is this the f*g-end, dead-end place where we must cease? Now take my hand and I'll lead you to the guillotine Look at the mascara run down your cheekbones You'll have to get used to being alone Your stockings ripped and your face is looking pretty beat But this is one game where you face certain defeat Don't throw the radio into the bathtub Don't take those pills cos you don't know what will come of... I'm sorry all the same if I'm a liar But you'll find another flame to light your fire Your melodramatic gestures won't do any good This thing has run it's course And I wouldn't change it if I could Don't throw the radio into the bathtub Don't take those pills cos you don't know what will come of... I'm sorry all the same if I'm a liar But you'll find another flame to light your fire I'm sorry all the same if I'm a liar But you'll find another flame to light your fire I'm sorry all the same if I'm a liar But you'll find another flame to light your fire Light your fire, light your fire