The Jetset Life is Gonna Kill You

Gaze into her killing jar I'd sometimes stare for hours.
She even poked the holes so I can breath.
She bought the last line.
I'm just the worst kind.
Of guy to argue.
With what you might find.
And for the last night I lie.
Could I lie with you?
Give up. Get down. It's just the hardest part of living
She wants. It all. To come down this time.
Lost in the prescription she's got something else in mind.
Check in to the Hotel Bella Muerte.
It gives the weak flight.
It gives the blind sight.
Until the cops come.
Or by the last light.
And for the last night I lie.
Could I lie next to you?
Pull the plug. But I'd like to learn your name.
And holding on. Well I hope you do the same
Awww sugar. Slip into this tragedy you've spun this
chamber dry.