Boy, boy, boy, boy Wraps his arm around a skinny thing Naked around, naked around, naked around Naked around the middle She's a sleepwalker with an expensive bag Cruising cubicles, cash thrills Cruising in pink in a cap and hood Straps hanging down your black legs Pick, pick, pick, pick Spit that word out at your best mom Remember, remember, remember, remembering All your Sundays come back to haunting I like to hurt myself like this sometimes What you want from me this time? Do you want a spoon carrying another wound? Like an addiction when you caught your affliction I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage I'm new, I refuse to hand it over Burn me, burn me, burn me, burn me I know what's gonna happen next Stooped at the next table, touching the lips with love Okay, now it's clean, you can look Pink, green and something chromium Tattooed dad is getting dirty In a tight thing, ooh Off with your head, off with your head You're a razor wire beauty You're going straight, you're going straight, you're going straight But sometimes you gotta show them I like to hurt myself like this sometimes What you want from me this time? Do you want a spoon carrying another wound? Like an addiction when you caught your affliction I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage I'm new, I refuse to hand it over Burn me, burn me, burn me, burn me I know what's gonna happen next Stooped at the next table, touching the lips with love Do you want a spoon carrying another wound? Like an addiction when you caught your affliction I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage, I'm in a rage I'm new, I refuse to hand it over Burn me, burn me, burn me, burn me I know what's gonna happen next Stooped at the next table, touching the lips with love Do you want a spoon carrying another wound? Like an addiction when you caught your affliction