• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Punish Me With Kisses - Glove
• Perfect Murder - Glove
• Like An Animal - Glove
• Mouth To Mouth - Glove
• Looking glass girl - Glove
• This Green City - Glove
• Mr. Alphabet Says - Glove
• Orgy - Glove
• Hot Cookin' - Glove
• Sex eye make up - Glove

Your morning smile of torture
Holds me in its grip
You trace the taste of yesterday
The bruise upon my lip
You touch my eyes and hypnotize
And slip inside my heart
I wait for this forever
But we always fall apart
You want to hold me closer
And secretly entice
You take the size of shadowed men
And punish me with kisses every night
This espionage is sweeter now
Now that we're alone
But I meet your eyes and then despise
All we call our own
I write my name in lipstick
On the mirror as I leave
To stay would be too dangerous
To break the make-believe
You want to hold me closer
And secretly entice
You take the size of shadowed men

Move inside my daydream: like
fingers in a glove: twisting round
and round and round: round and round
and round with love!: the meeker
sleeker circle girls dressed in docile
white: spinning on a hill they follow
the dracula kite: the first idea
flew thin and uninvited from
the sky: I reached out my
hands and held the knife of
ice: very thin red water
flowed underneath my skin: I
turned their eyes blue children:
the perfect murder: wait until
the darkest coldest summer
nights that s when it starts
but if you blink you' ll miss
the fun you'll lose their

One mile in the air that's where she lives
Her body looks so thin and pink and small
Dropping eggs from nervous shaking hands
And swallowing her fingers as they fall
Two people dance on the edge
Three of us push them away
There's nowhere to go
We're all in this
But nothing can hurt us at all
Fight her all you want you'll never win
Couldn't we just once leave her in bed
Let the dry air cut her happy throat
Hide her heart and lose her happy head
First I was a murderer then I was a saint
Now I live on stolen time
Twist and run like paint
Like an animal
Tuesday in the sun
Nothing could be worse

Your body grows more beautiful
With every move you make
Your body grows more beautiful
With every bite I take
You won't believe I love you
It's too stupid for words
So I lick your trembling lips
And use your hands to feed the birds
I laid with you for hours
Staring at your face
I laid with you for hours
Remembering your taste
And when the morning came
It splattered us in light
I think I left you sleeping there
I think I left you sleeping
Mouth to mouth - I asked you to stay
Mouth to mouth - But you're slipping away
Down seven stairs and first on the left
Arch your back and hold your breath
A million fat girls and a million fat men
Couldn't put me back together again
Your body grows so beautiful
With every move you make
Your body grows so beautiful
With every bite I take
A million fat girls and a million fat men

Like a looking glass girl
In a miniature world
Saw you dance like dice
And tumble to the floor
Like a looking glass girl
In a miniature world
Whirl your disney arms
And jump the merry-go-round
The umbrella man is shouting
We shake his paper hands
There's mirrors down beneath our feet
So "let's skate down the street"
The casino man is laughing
He wears a shivering hat
We peel away like tinsel
Stick like splinters to the wall
Like a looking glass girl
In a miniature world
She saw you dressed in rags
In-and-out of a jack-in-a-box
Because she's a looking glass girl
In a miniature world
Whirl your see-saw arms
And ride the catherine wheel

Someone's evil laugh shoots down my back
Shapeless and aging we start to run
Through the tangle of your broken words
This cheap impulse falls so dry
In the maze I burn down turn
You turn my skin around
Wishing my eyes could look down down on me...
Stairs fall like jewels
As we near the door
You fold through my neck
Arms like crystal
So black with charm breath
We turn to face the dying sun...
This green city rains down on me

Here comes the book
the book of rules
if you play this game
you won t stay the same
you could win your golden teeth
be a spinning top
use a riding crop
Mr. Alphabet says
"smile like a weasel
as I cover you...
cover you in treacle"
we all know impatience
is a sin. so do as you re
told to do, it s SO rewarding to...
and you could win the tin man s heart
be a chiming clock
lie on the chopping block
Mr. Alphabet says
"give me all your money
just to cover you
cover you in honey"
Don t be afraid
There s no marmalade
Don t be afraid

A disease is under my fingernails
It stains me like a tattoo
Back on the rack
Aching with time
Your face is familiar
From another crime
And we could swim
We could swim
My little fishes and me
Overgrown senses prickle and spark
The flesh is in the palm of my hand
Back on the rack
Love under will
Your face is familiar
From another kill
A tongue explodes into my mouth
A taste of coma and tears
Back on the rack
My shape of rage
Your face is familiar
From another cage
And we could swim
We could swim

Don? t you let the heat out of the oven lord
It takes awhile to build a fire
Don? t let? em cool you down
Don? t let? em cool you down
Cause it? s some hot cookin? that? s goin? on tonight
And the temperature is risin? just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burnin? bright
And I think I might
Cause if you put the fuel into the fire
And you start a chain reaction
Which is burning me
Tossin? turning me through the night
The temperature is risin? fine
It? s this feeling strong I cant mask
Its time for you to melt into desire
Cause it? s some hot cookin? that? s goin? on tonight
And the temperature is risin? just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burnin? bright
And I think I might
My momma always said don? t play with fire
Don? t you go and burn this whole house down
But I? m about to strike this match
And put paper on the fire
So you better run and call someone to come
My fever? s pitchin? and I? m not so sure
Just what I? m talkin? bout
I put my foot into my mouth
I don? t know what I? m sayin?
But now is not the time for words
Forget all those things you heard
Its time for you to melt into the fire
Cause it? s some hot cookin? that? s goin? on tonight
And the temperature is risin? just right
All I got to do is keep this fire burnin? bright
And I think I might
Yes I think I might
Yes I think I might

Run around the chairs in your Sunday dress
It's the best thing money can buy
Or leave me on the stairs with my feet in the air
I think that I'm jazzy like Christ
One more cigarette and the car burns slow
Burning like the body waiting at home
Throw out your teeth and call all your friends
Someone's coughing took away my breath
Inches of glass all shiny and new
Screaming laughing fucks me to death
One more boy full of writhing white mice
Rolls over again in a London disguise
The blood bath woman in room number one
Sex-eye-make-up tonight
She just woke up today to do as she's told