We're so young
And we're so dumb
We don't register calculations
And if you dare
And should I care
I could destroy you
And take you there
As the spitfires begin their descent
And tragic, romantic ascent
My love is 100 [bad word] back to me, my [bad word] back to me, my [bad word] back to me, my mistake
Mistake, it was all my mistake
So suck me through
Your saliva screws
I can't help myself if I don't know
The flaws in you
That were equal to
The mysteries of almost new
I have said this so many, many times
I can't help you out of your mind
So don't judge me on [bad word] back to me, my [bad word] back to me, my [bad word] back to me, my mistake
And if you pretend
Please try to offend everyone
We share the same monkey diseased
So give me my grape of your peace
And do what you want as you [bad word] back to me, my [bad word] back to me, my [bad word] back to me, my mistake