Turn it up

Turn It up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Sooner or later, you're gonna come loose.
What the f*** you gonna do?

Your body's swaying from side to side.
I wanna catch you when you fall,
But then you'll learn nothing at all.
Still I'm ready to run,
But you're so damn drunk
An atomic bomb couldn't wake you up.

What's that you hear, bass and lights from the club?
I don't think so.
I'm at your side and all I hear
Is ambulance siren cries
Screaming "Help me, help me, help me, help me!"

But the way that you looked.

Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Sooner or later, you're gonna come loose.
What the f*** you gonna do?
Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Broken nails and a bleeding soul.
Suck it up, you fuc*** ho! The way she walks,
The way she talks,
We all know
The girl is half way dead.
Dead.
Dead.

You're selling your soul for whiskey and coke
And you're a suicide for tequila and lime.
And I gotta admit, when I first saw you
Hit the dancefloor with your grind,
You sent me outta my mind.

But after watching you crawl
In the door at 5am
It's getting old
Out of soul,
Oout of dough,
Out of all!
But you're screaming, "I don't care! I don't care!"
"I don't care! I don't care!"

But the way that she looks.

Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Sooner or later, you're gonna come loose.
What the f*** you gonna do?
Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Broken nails and a bleeding soul.
Suck it up, you fuc*** ho! Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Sooner or later, you're gonna come loose.
What the f*** you gonna do?
Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Broken nails and a bleeding soul.
Suck it up, you fuc*** ho!

(The way she walks,
The way she talks,
We all know
The girl is half way dead.
The things she does,
The things she says
We all know
The girl is half way dead.)

Dead.
Dead.
Halfway dead.
Dead.
Dead.
Halfway dead.

Not seen you lately,
I'm wondering on
White roses, caskets,
Your name on a stone.

Turning up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.

Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Sooner or later, you're gonna come loose.
What the f*** you gonna do?
Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Broken nails and a bleeding soul.
Suck it up, you fuc*** ho!

Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Sooner or later, you're gonna come loose.
What the f*** you gonna do?
Turn it up like you always do.
Head to toe, covered in tattoos.
Broken nails and a bleeding soul.
Suck it up, you fuc*** ho!

(The way she walks,
The way she talks,
We all know
The girl is half way dead.
The things she does,
The things she says
We all know
The bitch is half way dead.)