Somewhere outside there are tricks and evil holler downstairs
While i drive i want to watch you
Buttercup coming through the fog
Dying of boredom i'll try it all
Sixteen olive skin bound by a voice
I don't want to go but i want it well
At least you fucking care dying of
Boredom i'll try it all i'll be faint like a
Crook it looks and feels great but
Look at what it's doing to you but
That's ok look at how it feels.