Ice water bold as brass
Bitten and discarded dolls
Pistol whipped and chafed
Counts as a kiss I guess

When you're juiced and soiled
Sold your tainted soul away
When you lose your way
Come on back to me

Down in your little green
You begin all at [ ]
Lost your [sin] [at last]
[forget your name]

When you feel [like you’re losing]
[On a] [ ] [and chain]
When you lose your way
Come on back to me