| Lyrics: | These lips are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue,
I paint them lavender, turn
a tattoo into bruise
She says I'm mediocre and I guess that's very true
She
wants to chastise me for things I did not do
You go girl!
Help me, I'm
burning,
Help me, I'm turning,
Help me, I'm burning up!
These lips
are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue,
I paint them cherry red, turn a tattoo
into bruise
You go girl!
Help me, I'm burning,
Help me, I'm
turning,
Help me, I'm burning up!
Cream corn, cream corn in my
ear
The slum of hatred I can't hear
Please look at me I'm so
twisted
And burn me with that skeleton breath
Cream corn, cream corn, man made
freak
Sew my lips so I can't speak
Tell me that I cannot hate
Hate
pretty baby I cannot relate |
