These lips are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue
i paint them lavender, turn a tattoo into bruise
she says i'm mediocre and i guess that's very true
she wants to chastise me for things i did not do
You go girl!
help me, i'm burning
help me, i'm turning
help me, i'm burning up!
These lips are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue
i paint them cherry red, turn a tattoo into bruise
You go girl!
help me, i'm burning
help me, i'm turning
help me, i'm burning up!
Cream corn, cream corn in my ear
the slum of hatred i can't hear
please look at me, i'm so twisted
and burn me with that skeleton breath
Cream corn, cream corn, man made freak
sew my lips so i can't speak
tell me that i cannot hate
hate, pretty baby, i cannot relate