My brand new suite

All I ever wanted was something for myself
All I ever needed was all I didn't have

Five pounds for a happy thought, I think I need a gun now
And after you're gone love, I'll wash my bloody hands

If I turn my back, you'll leave me
If I turn my back, you'll die on me
So turn your back and feel this cold stab
In the bottom of your heart

Five pounds for a happy thought, I think I need a gun now
And after you're gone love, I'll wash my bloody hands

When you rest, rest deep dear, I'll buy a brand new suit
And make all, all the effort, to have you back again

If I turn my back, you'll leave me
If I turn my back, you'll die on me
If I turn my back, you'll leave me
If I turn my back, you'll die on me

These stains will never come off
My pain will never be gone
I can make you die away
But these stains will never come off

These stains will never come off
My pain will never be gone
I can make you die away
But these stains will never come off