Letra de 'The Best Sex I've Had Started With A 900 Number...' de Deadwater Drowning

Somewhere in between the incision and the stitch, I could smell it.
Lubricate and stab the innocence from between the legs. Burning from the inside out and ripping her to shreds.
I can smell it burning.
All she ever wanted was to break some hearts and suck some dick. She is not leaving until she is covered in vomit and convulsing on the floor.
She begged to be split wide open from her throat to her cunt. I'm not impressed.
How would you like it if I came on your back?
How would you like it if I broke it off in your ass?

It will take much more than that to seperate the two of us.
Is it too early to tell you that I love you?
C'mon baby, we can work this out together.
Is it too late to ask for my shirts back?
I hope you drop dead. Drop fucking dead.
I thought we had something going on here.
I thought what we had was special.

I loved the sound of your voice.
But I still cannot paint the pictures of your face.
I'm coming for you.
Confined to a three word lie. You still owe me your life.
Just wait until I find you so I can shove this in your face.
There seems to be an error here in your calculations.
I'm not paying for my broken heart.
There is only one thing left to say to you.
I'm not paying for this