Head

"Walk away you empty head
You're late," she says
Those blonde head
Your blonde head

So you knock at the door
It's the beat of your heart
Your cold, empty heart
Your cold, empty heart

I think you're crawling up my spine
I think you're crawling up my spine, ay, ay, ay

I want you to stay
I want you to stay, stay

"Walk away you empty head
You're late," she said
This blonde head
Your blonde head

So the knives on the street
There's a man on your cross
Cold empty cross
Cold empty cross

I think you're crawling up my spine
I think you're crawling up my spine

Want you to stay
Don't want you to stay

I walk away
I walk away
I walk away from your head
Off your head
Off your head
Hanging from your head

I walk
I walk
I walk
In your head, your head
In your head, from your head
From your head, from your head

It's gonna be em-, em-, em-, em-pty head
Ah
Your empty head
Your empty-