Verse 1 Love grows in me like a tumor, parasites bent on devouring its host. I'm developing my sense of humor, till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth, till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet. 1 Skillet on the stove is such a temptation, maybe I'll be the lucky one that doesnt get burned. (No Chord) What the fuck was I thinking? Verse 2 Love plows through me like a dozer, I've got more give than a bale of hay, and there's always a big mess left over. What did you do? What did you say? With what did you do and what did you say? 2 Skillet on the stove is such a temptation, maybe I'll be the special one that doesnt get burned. (No Chord) What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I thinking? What the fuck was I thinking? Verse 3 Love tears me up like a demon. Opens the wounds and fills them with lead, and I'm having some trouble just breathing. If we werent such good friends I think that I'd hate you. (No Chord) If we weren't such good friends I'd wish you were dead Repeat Chorus 1 Oh it's so embarrasing I'm this awkward and uncomprable thing, and I'm running out of places to hide and I'm running out of places to hide What the fuck was I thinking? (Repeat last line ~ 4 times and end on )

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