Furnished souls for rent
Mourning widowsIn the back of my car
Where I know we'll go far
Face is so nice
Name your price
Name your place
I wanna get off now, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, ah
She is heaven
She's my haven, my escape
She goes all the way
She knows no glory
Tells her stories with her face
Furnished souls for rent, eh
I wanna get off now
In the back of the bar
Where I know it will start
From a means to an end in the end
I wanna get off now, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey, ah
She is heaven
She's my haven, my escape
She goes all the way
She knows no glory
Tells her stories with her face
Furnished souls for rent
Furnished souls for rent
I wanna get off now
Now, now, now
She summons all the desperate with a boom
Done at last she hears the silence in her room
(Echoing huge silence)
Her buried self calling her own name
She's heaven
She my haven, my escape
She goes all the way
The violent the gentle
Come to drain her of her name
Furnished souls for rent
Her body of pillars were broke and replaced
She goes all the way
And when the mourning comes
She wakes up to live as one already dead
I need her, I need her
I need her, I need her
She's all the way
I need her, I need her
I need her, I need her
She's all the way
She's all the way, she's all the way
She goes all the way
She goes all the way, she goes all the way, yeah