Atlanta (Stone Temple Pilots)

She lives in a bungalow
She kills me with rosegarden thorns
She waits for me.
My love is unusual
It's painted with roses and thorns
with her I'm complete.

She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me.

Visions of Mexico seduce me
It goes to my head so carefully.
Memories of candles and incense.
And all of these things remember these.

She lives by the wall
and waits by the door
She walks in the sun
to me.

She comforts me when
the candles blow out
the cake has grown mold
but the memories are sweet.
The laughter's all gone
but the memories are mine.
The Mexican princess
is out of my life.

She lives by the wall
and waits by the door.
She walks in the sun
to me.