Disjointed Lyrics

Rose

I thought I was romantic

Turns out there is a strong chance I am sick

I thought that I was Fred Astaire

But when I stared at my true likeness

I saw Fred West

Oh I know

I'm out of control

I think I am addicted

To this feeling I get

I was born a fresh blood hunter

I play with my prey 'til the end

Then I dismember them

And move on to the next one

I'll hunt alone

Until I find my Rose

If we get the chance

To start up our romance

You who knows these same

Somewhat obsessive ways

We'll live in our house

With secrets underground

And soon it will unfold

The tale of Fred and Rose

But oh

I suppose

You never know

It could be love

In some disjointed form

Between us the sum of our parts

Is somewhat greater than the sum of those tarts who'd pull apart

Together we will reach extremes

Two rebels cheating a society to make ends meet

But I know

The way the story goes

So if we get the chance

To start up our romance

You who knows these same

Somewhat compulsive ways

We'll have to watch our backs

And cover up our tracks

Or soon it will unfold

The tale of Fred and Rose

But oh

I suppose

You never know

It could be love

It could be love

In some disjointed form

Rose

Rose

Oh Rose

It's only wrong when I'm alone