Violets Aren't Blue They're Violet

I'll make a milk carton out of you yet, my precious And you'll be Nothing but grade A missing Or am I just fading out of control With the time we have No rest got me thinking Life is harder than it is, than it is In my vengeance I will taint your lips the shade of ivory (Whoah, control, whoah-oh-whoah-oh) Is it raining or Have I lost all Of my Of my Control Control Control And if it gets cold in june You better go and pray that I don't see you Or rip out your tongue Not only will I pump out your heart But I will peel back your skin Your skin In the city where we live with kings and martyrs Sons and daughters We just scratch our backs until we're sick of each other My body is a host My body is a host My body is a host To connect My body is a host My body is a host My body is a host My body is a host Is a host In my vengeance I will taint your lips the shade of ivory (Whoah, control, whoah-oh-whoah-oh) Is it raining or Have I lost all Of my Of my Control Control Control My body is a host