Creepy Little Noises

All those creepy little noises
 All alone immersed in sin
 Can not make you disappear
 Looks like death has found me again
 Now the nightmares are coming soon
 And I'll be very loud and dirty
 Take it all in, write it all down
 Record it for the history of hurt
 I record it for the history of hurt
 Gave you everything i was
 That was cold and gray and dim
 'Long about now she'd had enough
 Now it's too late to repent
 She can hold her head up high
 As she's walkin' out the door
 The barrel tastes good in his mouth
 Gonna go out like he came in all alone
 We all go out like we come in all alone
 And on that pretty stucco wall
 There'll be blood and bone and brain
 All caught up in a painter's swirl
 Just like Van Gogh and his last great work of art
 I want to be Van Gogh and his last great of work of art
 Yeah, just like Van Gogh and his last great work of art.
 All those creepy little noises
 Now I'm alone and immersed in sin
 Can not make you disappear
 Looks like death has found me.