Cockroach Goddess

She’s my cockroach goddess, promise my shoe will never fall upon you And if it ever does, ill cry myself to sleep covered in your blood That’s love, she's my drug, release the doves Just because she was everything I ever was It all started with a hole in the carpet Cupid aimed the arrow, my heart was the target Tell the exterminator not to come or approach Cuz no police or Orkin man could ever take my roach I’m in my stage coach, here's a toast to the girl I loved the most It’s a damn shame that .38 made her a ghost Now I’m in Mexico with a little bit of mescaline and coke Of course I’m the same I just got a little bit of horse in my veins I’m galloping looking for that yage I’m sorry It was an Aztec sacrifice and not even Cortez could stop me Blink once, I’m home trying to find that face I fancy If these walls could talk, they would scream like a banshee My eyes are dancing I’m looking for her in the pantry Damn she's gone, guess that's why I had to write this god damn song Shot glass on the head Better yet apple arrow Let me take a shot, I hope I don’t miss (don’t miss) If I do you will be missed I missed, I’m pissed All that's left is a hole in the wall from my fist I’m still on the run But I’m safe cuz that lake swallowed my gun Now I’m alone I got time to pass Cuz of that bloody shattered shot glass When I close my eyes I see her crawling on the wall I can’t escape her Cuz her face and mine are on every newspaper Her last words were "I can’t watch this you know I can’t stand the site of blood" But the only witnesses were this shovel and the mud She was the only one that had the patience for me She could adapt to my problems and even take radiation for me But ill get off trial court fines ain’t nothing pesos pay my fees I see her when I blink, her eyelashes were a narcotic I got an infection called guilt and addiction's my anti-biotic She was my bed bug fiancé, my fountain of youth like Ponce I asked for forgiveness 3000 times you could call me Andre I was her Jacky, she was my Maggie Cassidy The feds came to my house and we're asking for me I said you think god created this world that's blasphemy Why would he create hell, go ahead boys in blue sand castle me She used to give me lap dances now she’s A roach belly dancing on her back She never came home I called up my man doc he told me to relax I opened up my closest she was dead, I killed her with my own traps And that’s the facts Shot glass on the head Better yet apple arrow Let me take a shot, I hope I don’t miss (don’t miss) If I do you will be missed I missed, I’m pissed All that's left is a hole in the wall from my fist