Pretty Girls Make Graves - Dada

I threw your ring into the sea

Splashes reaching to heaven

To tell you the truth I won’t miss it much

I threw my soul into the sea

Pretty girls make graves

Pretty girls make graves

I started to dream in the 3-D

Derail, discard, and drowning

Woke up to feel my stupid heart beat

I tore it out, it’s just a piece of meat

Pretty girls make graves

Pretty girls make graves

If my feet could just get back on

The ground where they belong

I could walk back into my life

But I’m drifting through the darkness

Of a burnout every night

I just need to find someone

Who won’t cost me my life

Atom bomb bikini

Soldiers marching through the waves

Towards another beached messiah

While pretty girls make graves

Pretty girls make graves

Pretty girls make graves

Pretty girls make graves

Pretty girls make graves