Firmly grasp a cup,
Into your mouth goes the green tea,
Yummy Yummy.
Firmly grasp a cup,
Into your mouth goes the absinthe,
Yummy Yummy.
When there was warmth, there were green eyes,
Staring into your soul, like she was furnace ice.
When there was warmth, there were green lies,
Staring into my soul, like I was furnace ice.
Bleach and shears make a green lie,
Bleach and dye make a girl die.