Last Rites -

Start up the car

Bury your memories

Call on your lovers

Speaking slow and heavy

Call up your boyfriends

From out by the ocean

While I get my last rites read by thieves

I get my last rites read by thieves

You look so holy

Standing in the water

From all my pictures

I worshiped before you

My baby just ain’t no good

My baby just-

She ain’t no good