You're everything I said I'd never touch
You're all the things I said I'd never be
With splintered wood I build a crutch
I'm sheltered here in your debris

Twisting, we're turning
You crash and I'm burning
Razor-sharp chain
And my pleasure is pain

It gets me high when all else fails
Your skin like dirt beneath my nails
Sweeter words never tasted so bitter
**** me, use me, pretty litter