Album: Batten the Hatches
Love grows in me like a tumor,
Parasites bent on devouring it's host
I'm developing my sense of humor,
Till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
Till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
Maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesn't get burned
What the fuck was I thinking?
Love plows through me like a dozer,
I've got more give than a bale of hay,
And there's always a big mess left over
What did you do?
What did you say?
Skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
Maybe I'll be the special one that doesn't get burned
What the fuck was I thinking?
Love tears me up like a demon
Opens the wounds and fills them with lead,
And I'm having some trouble just breathing
If we weren't such good friends I think that I'd hate you
If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead
Oh it's so embarrassing
I'm this awkward and uncomfortable thing,
And I'm running out of places to hide