Let her win

There’s coffee in her motherboard
And there’s whisky in her skin
I’d have cleaned out her intestines, 
But they are just too god damn’d thin

She’s been smiling at the devil

She’s been winking at the man

He followed her to the bathroom, 

And I think he let her win

Did you see her eyes, 

So brilliant 

Is that hope, or love, or greed

Where the hell’d she get that spirit

God, will it, I’ll never know

I think the sun is hiding

From her stubborn angry soul

I saw it come out to tan

And instead meet the moon glow

God, let me let her go

There’s coffee in her motherboard

It must be on fritz, 

For she just started dancing 

And told them all to go eat shit 

There’s whisky in her skin

I see it leaking from her pours

But, wow the smells intoxicating

I just want to let her in

Now I see her dancing,

I think she doesn’t care 

She gave up all she ever wanted

And then said, fuck it, I'm not scared

“If I can’t breathe my own way, 

Who the hell do you think I am!”

So now I lay here watching,

As she spins and twirls away 

She was all I ever wanted,

But I tried to make her stay 

There is coffee in her motherboard 

There is whisky in her skin

She’s lovely in her own way,

Even to my chagrin 

God damn, I let her win