Blue Raspberry Testo

I am under her heel like rock candy
Crushed to glitter, laid out on the concrete
And the happiest kind of sorry for myself
The sweetest little hangover I bet I've ever felt
God, she looks so pretty when she's mad
Straw stabbing the cherry at the bottom of her glass
Blinking back the sugar-water tears I see her nearly crying
Come over here now, honey
Come to me and let me dry thеm
For tonight You can decide what you think of me in thе morning

Blue raspberry
If the word ends in O-S-E
You know what that means, or you oughta know
The outline of her figure starts to glow
A fluorescence that it seems she has absorbed
From the lights of the laboratory she was surely born in
Blue raspberry

Her eyes burn white as styrofoam, right into me
She's sugarcane split open, she's a jaw about to sing
But she's shaking little packets before she pours 'em in her drink
She adds them in an order, it goes yellow, blue, then pink
Suddenly I can't meet her eyes
I just watch her stir her coffee

Blue raspberry, mmm
Cure me in salt crystal like you're saving me for later
I don't care if whatever you are is found in nature You hold the patent for that flavor

Blue raspberry
If the word ends in O-S-E
You know what that means, or you oughta know
The outline of her figure starts to glow
A fluorescence that it seems she had absorbed
From the lights of the laboratory she was surely born in
Blue raspberry