I saw her, yeah, I saw her with a black tongue tied 'round the roses,
A fist pounding on a vending machine, toy diamond ring stuck on her finger.
With a noose, she can hang from the sun and put it out with her dark sunglasses.
Walking crooked down the beach, she spits on the sand where their bones are bleaching.
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye... she doesn't even know what's wrong.
And I know I'm gonna make her die... take her where her soul belongs.
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye... nothing that I wouldn't try.
Hey, my cyanide...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
My cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
I saw her, yeah, I saw her with her hands tied back, her rags were burning.
Crawling out from a landfilled life, scrawling her name upon the ceiling.
Throw a coin in a fountain of dust, white noise, her ears are ringing.
Got a ticket for a midnight hanging, throw a bullet from a freight train leaving.
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye... she doesn't even know what's wrong.
And I know I'm gonna make her die... take her where her soul belongs.
And I know I'm gonna steal her eye... nothing that I wouldn't try.
Hey, my cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
My cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
My cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
Hey, my cyanide girl...
My cyanide girl...
Hey, my ... girl...