You must know I pick fights with my lips when I kiss That there's barbed wire at the end of my tongue That I get into your spine when you sleep and stay in your lungs after you breathe me in.
If you wanna leave me, it's because you're a little scared to **** me because you're afraid I won't like it And what will happen if I actually do.
Like, maybe I shouldn't kiss this girl because I'll either break her or catch something.
You must know my eyes will close up your throat. So, baby, let me make you bedridden