Tinder Makes Me Feel Fucking Disgusting

I couldn’t hate your stare if I tried to You asked to water me and I let you Guess I left my head way back in July My natural instinct is to comply Make the same mistake twice they say shame on you Put me in pot and melt me like fondue When you’re done you can throw me right into your ashtray Your waitress just brought out your entree I can feel your incense puffing into my heart Tugging on my veins like strings tuned to my harp If I could have seen him I would never take part Intravenous therapy, her blood out of my heart I can feel your incense puffing into my heart Tugging on my veins like strings tuned to my harp If I could have seen her I would never take part Intravenous therapy, your blood out of my heart