Leather Jacket II

Well I was sick and dangerous

I am the queen of bass

And I was suffering

But I was a regularBored to death

Then I was luck I was arrested

I would make an arrest

I threw the blood spots

Across the moonI was just bones

Yeah I barely tried

They always cut my head offMy life in blood

If you come on back

Maybe I'd scream

I'd take one last shot

But my one and only

Left me here to die

I was a goldmine

I was cult

I was too kind

I was too kind

I was a goldmine