oh where, oh where this evening can we go?
the steps i take are weak and withered so
i don't know why

the fog that forms collects beneath our knees
it's the perfect time for love and crooked deeds
i don't know why

a rock that hits the surface cracks the bone
with skin that's cold and lips that kiss too slow
i don't know why

oh where, oh where this evening can we go?
where infatuated hearts can learn to grow
we'll put on a show
for the trees
for the leaves
or just for me!

moon lipstick heart and soul
watch the frontal lobe explode
when the brick hits the head
cracks the bone
and the steam that will rise
from the skull

was it warm outside, or was your body cold?
was it warm outside, or was your body cold?