underbelly

I said "I think I might be lying to myself" and I let my self be vulnerable I let my guard down one last time and right away there's hellfire and thunder A horde of frantic soldiers storm the gate and rape and plunder, stomp all over The ancient mystic order of disordered sordid thoughts at once take over Never let my underbelly show, never let my insides show Never let my soft and tender ever to be known again You make me want to be a better person But I'm not I am not And I will never ever ever ever be I refuse to grow to or change or learn a lesson I will not I will not You'd be better just to leave and let me be I've gotta go to the bathroom honey Ask the barista to spit in my drink Pay for the coffee with my money And when I get back we will find you a twink I can't compete with your dead grandmother I can't compete with your perplexing past There's nothing on my mind but the frequent caller Nothing on my mind but thing won't last I've gotta go to the bathroom honey Ask the barista to spit in my drink Pay for the coffee with my money And when I get back we will