Cactus Needles and Hypodermics and Me.

Cactus needles and hypodermics an’ me. Put us together Someone’s gonna get hurt . But we all like to party For whatever it’s worth . I know that my love Is really a curse . Disguised as a cure . Baby I’m not sure about much. But I need nobody . I just want a good fuck. Cactus needles and hypodermics Are piercing me through. It hurts, but I like it, what the hell can I do? After hours at the laundromat Half the time don’t know where I’m at… Tobacco and caffeine. Coffee and nicotine. Don’t make no difference, your verbal preference- As long as they’re in me. Made friends with a harlot For a week in New Orleans. By the Sunday sunrise I can’t find my wallet. That’s what I get for lovin’ A heroin fiend. Mascara Magdalene- I miss you addictive tendencies- The way you smell of desperation and cheap liquor Don’t need your open heart. Just open your twat. Give me all you got. This is my life. No time to ask why. Cactus needles and hypodermics An’ I. Cactus Needles and hypodermics and me. That makes three pricks. I’ll stick you up. I’ll take you home and stick you Then stick you in the trunk. You thought you meant something. Turned out it was nothing. You should’ve seen this coming. But now you’re out of luck. Cactus needles and hypodermics- and me. We’re STUCK.