Black Roses - The Dresden Dolls lyrics

The Dresden Dolls Lyrics

Biting keeps your words at bay
Tending to the sores that stay
Happiness is just a gash away
When I open a familiar scar
Pain goes shooting like a star
Comfort hasn't failed to follow so far

And you might say it's self-indulgent
You might say its self-destructive
But, you see, it's more productive
Than if I were to be healthy

And pens and penknives take the blame
Crane my neck and scratch my name
But the ugly marks
Are worth the momentary gain
When I jab a sharpened object in
Choirs of angels seem to sing
Hymns of hate in memorandum

And you might say it's self-indulgent
And you might say it's self-destructive
But, you see, it's more productive
Than if I were to be happy

And sappy songs about sex and cheating
Bland accounts of two lovers meeting
Make me want to give mankind a beating

And you might say it's self-destructive
But, you see, I'd kick the bucket
Sixty times before I'd kick the habit

And as the skin rips off I cherish the revolting thought
That even if I quit
There's not a chance in hell I'd stop
And anyone can see the signs
Mittens in the summertime
Thank you for your pity, you are too kind

And you might say its self-inflicted
But you see that's contradictive
Why on earth would anyone practice self-destruction?

And pain opinions are sitcom feeding
They dont know that their minds are teething
Makes me want to give mankind a beating

I've tried bandages and sinking
I've tried gloves and even thinking
I've tried Vaseline
I've tried everything
And no-one cares if your back is bleeding
They're concerned with their hair receding
Looking back it was all maltreating
Every thought that occurred misleading

Makes me want to give myself a beating....

Coin-Operated Boy (back to top)

Coin-operated boy
Sitting on the shelf
He is just a toy
But I turn him on
And he comes to life
Automatic joy
That is why I want
A coin-operated boy

Made of plastic and elastic
He is rugged and long lasting
Who could ever, ever ask for more?
Love without complications galore
Many shapes and weights to choose from
I will never leave my bedroom
I will never cry at night again
Wrap my arms around him and pretend

Coin-operated boy
All the other real
Ones that I destroy
Cannot hold a candle
To my new boy and I'll
Never let him go
And I'll never be alone
And I'll never let him go
And I'll never be alone
Go, and I'll never be alone
Go, and I'll never be alone
Go, and I'll never be alone
Go, and I'll never be alone
Not with my coin-operated boy

This bridge was written
To make you feel smittener
With my sad picture of girl getting bitterer
Can you extract me
From my plastic fantasy?
I didn't think so
But I'm still convinceable
Will you persist that after I bet you
A billion dollars that I'll never love you?
And will you persist that after I kiss you
Good-bye for the last time
Will you keep on trying
To prove it I'm dying
To lose it I'm losing
My confidence
I want it, I want it, I want it, I want it,
I want to, I want to, I want to, I want to,
I want you, I want you, I want you, I want you,

I want a, I want a, I want a, I want a, I want a
Coin-operated boy

And if I had a star to wish on
For my life I can't imagine
Any flesh and blood could be his match
I can even take him in the bath
Coin-operated boy
He may not be real
Experienced with girls
But I know he feels
Like a boy should feel
Isn't that the point?
That is why I want
A coin-operated boy
With a pretty
Coin-operated voice
Saying that he loves me
That he's thinking of me
Straight and to the point
That is why I want
A coin-operated boy.

Girl Anachronism (back to top)

One two three four!

You can tell
From the scars on my arms
And the cracks in my hips
And the dents in my car
And the blisters on my lips
That I'm not the carefullest of girls

You can tell
From the glass on the floor
And the strings that are breaking
And I keep on breaking more
And it looks like I am shaking
But it's just the temperature
And then again
If it were any colder I could disengage
If I were any older I would act my age
But I don't think that you'd believe me
It's
Not
The
Way
I'm
Meant
To
Be
It's just the way the operation made me

And you can tell
From the state of my room
That they let me out too soon
And the pills that I ate
Came a couple weeks too late
And I've got some issues to work through
There I go again!
Pretending to be you
Make-believing
That I have a soul beneath the surface
Trying to convince you
It was accidentally on purpose

I am not so serious
This passion is a plagiarism
I might join your century
But only on a rare occasion
I was taken out
Before the labor pains set in and now
Behold the world's worst accident
I am the girl anachronism

And you can tell
By the red in my eyes
And the bruises on my thighs
And the knots in my hair
And the bathtub full of flies
That i'm not right now at all
There i go again!
Pretending that Ii'll fall
Don't call the doctors!
'Cause they've seen it all before
They'll say just
Let
Her
Crash
And
Burn
She'll learn
(The attention just encourages her...)

And you can tell
From the full-body cast
That you're sorry that you asked
Though you did everything you could
Like any decent person would
But I might be catching so don't touch
You'll start believeing you're immune to gravity and stuff
Don't get me wet
Because the bandages will all come off

And then you can tell
From the smoke at the stake
That the current state is critical
Well it is the little things, for instance:
In the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses:
Please excuse her for the day, it's just the way the medication makes her...

I don't necessarily believe there is a cure for this
So I might join your century but only as a doubtful guest
I was too precarious removed as a caesarian
(Behold the worlds worst accident!)
I am the girl anachronism!
I am the girl anachronism!
I am the girl anachronism!
I am the girl anachronism!
I am the girl
I am the girl
I am the girl
I am the girl anachronism!

Good Day (back to top)

So you don't want to hear about my good song?
And you don't want to hear about how I'm getting on
With all the things that I can get done
The sun is in the sky and I am by my lonesome

So you don't want to hear about my good day?
You have better things to do than to hear me say

God it's been a lovely day
Everything's been going my way
I took out the trash today
And I'm on fire

So you don't want to hear about my good friends?
You don't have the guts to take the truth or consequence
Success is in the eye of the beholder
And it's looking even better over your cold shoulder

I'm not suggesting you get to line me up for questioning
But Jesus think about the bridges you are burning
And I'm betting that even though you knew it from the start
You'd rather be a bitch than be an ordinary broken heart

So go ahead and talk about your bad day
I want all the details of the pain and misery
That you are inflicting on the others
I consider them my sisters and I want their numbers

God it's been a lovely day
Everything's been going my way
I took up croquet today
And I'm on fire

I picked up the pieces of my broken ego
I have finally made my peace as far as you and me go
But I'd love to have you up to see the place
I'd like to do more than survive, I'd like to rub it in your face

Hey it's been a lovely day
Everything's been going my way
I had so much fun today
And I'm on fire

God it's been a lovely day
Everything's been going my way
Ever since you went away
Hey, I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on

I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on fire
I'm on
So you don't wanna hear about my good day...

Now the war is over Mussolini's dead
He wants to go to heaven with a crown upon his head
The lord says no, he's got to stay below
All dressed up, and nowhere to go!

Half Jack (back to top)

Half underwater
I'm half my mother's daughter
A fraction's left up to dispute
The whole collection
Half off the price they're asking
In the halfway house of ill repute

Half accidental
Half pain full instrumental
I have a lot to think about
You think they're joking?
You have to go provoke him
I guess it's high time you found out

It's half biology and half corrective surgery gone wrong
You'll notice something funny if you hang around here for too
Long ago in some black hole before they had these pills to take it back
I'm half Jill
And half Jack

Two halves are equal
A cross between two evils
It's not an enviable lot
But if you listen
You'll learn to hear the difference
Between the halfs and the half nots

And when I let him in I feel the stitches getting sicker
I try to wash him out but like they say: the blood is thicker
I see my mother in my face
But only when I travel
I run as fast as I can run
But
Jack comes tumbling after

And when I'm brave enough and find a clever way to kick him out
And I'm so high not even you and all your love could bring me down
On 83rd he never found the magic words to change this fact:
I'm half Jill
And half Jack

i'm halfway home now
half hoping
for a showdown
cause i'm not big enough to house this crowd
it might destroy me
but i'd sacrifice my body
if it meant i'd get the jack part OUT

See
Jack
Run, Jack
Run, Jack
See
Jack
See
Jack
Run, Jack
Run, Jack
See
Jack
See
Jack
Run, Jack
Run, Jack
See
Jack
See
Jack
Run, Jack
Run, Jack
Run, Jack
Run.

Missed Me (back to top)

Missed me, missed me, now you've gotta kiss me
If you kiss me, mister, I might tell my sister,
If I tell her, mister, she might tell my mother,
And my mother, mister, she might tell my father
And my father, mister,
He won't be too happy, and he'll have his lawyer,
Come up from the city, and arrest you, mister,
So I wouldn't miss me if you get me,
Mister, see?

Missed me, missed me now you've gotta kiss me
If you kiss me, mister, you must think I'm pretty
If you think so mister, you must want to fuck me
If you fuck me, mister, it must mean you love me
If you love me, mister, you would never leave me
It's as simple as can be!

Missed me, missed me now you've gotta kiss me
If you miss me, mister, why do you keep leaving?
If you trick me, mister, I will make you suffer,
And they'll get you, mister, put you in the slammer
And forget you, mister, then you'll miss me wont you
Won't you miss me
Won't you miss me?
Won't you miss me?

Missed me, missed me, now you've gotta kiss me
If you kiss me, mister, take responsibility
I'm fragile, mister, just like any girl would be
And so misunderstood (so treat me delicately!)

Missed me, missed me, now you've gone and done it!
Hope you're happy in the county penitentiary!
It serves you right for kissing little girls!
But I will visit
If you miss me
Say you miss me!
How's the food they feed you?
Do you miss me? Will you kiss me through the window?
Do you MISS ME? MISS ME?
Will they ever let you go?
I miss my mister so.