blood in my mouth blood in my mouth don t you try to kiss me when there s blood in my mouth blood on my face blood on my face don t you take pictures when there s blood on my face blood on my hands blood on my hands don t you like it better when there s blood on my hands you could be sweet baby you could be kind but you ain t no friend no you ain t no friend of mine ain t no friend of mine you ain t no friend of mine you ain t no friend of mine i walk the bodies into the yard you take the bones home in your car i ll wash the dishes baby you fold the pants you could be sweet baby you could be kind but you ain t no friend no you ain t no friend of mine ain t no friend of mine you ain t no friend of mine ain t no friend of mine you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend you ain t no friend of mine blood in your mouth blood in your mouth don t you talk to me when there s blood in your mouth blood on my face blood on my face don t you take pictures when there s blood on my face blood on our hands blood on our hands don t we look better with blood on our hands you could be sweet baby you could be kind but you ain t no friend no you ain t no friend of mine ain t no friend of mine you ain t no friend of mine no you ain t no friend of mine
['deep new americana', 'indie folk', 'new americana', 'stomp and holler']