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Desensitise, the conscience dies
Here's to your calloused thighs
Here's to your cold, sore lips
Here's to your circus-ride hips

Here's to my clammy, cold hands
I feel like a no-woman's land
You tried to purchase a plot
A quagmire's what you got

I was in love with defeat
It drives a sporadic heartbeat
Well, you are the addict in purity
You and your stoned insecurity
Using your boyfriends for rent
Or fucking them all until they're spent

Well, I can't judge you, lover
We are the same undercover
I've posted the same dark entries as you

Your desperate puke-stained grin
You're a poster girl for a lifelong sin
He's a pedophile with a chaplin's smile
I can't fix what that sucker defiled

Let's go make out on a bench
Our heart locket's got a rusty hinge
Let's feel false and unreal
Let's not feel how it doesn't heal

You were your own lost whore
And I'm always wanting more and more
Your bedroom is a porno booth
I got no money, honey, got no use
Ain't it all so mechanical?
Our tainted love, it's habitual

I can't trust you, lover
You should never trust me either
I've posted the same dark entries as you

Let's not lie any less
Unless you can't somehow maintain
Here's your script for when you confess
Learn your lines this time
Now say them again

I'm just a sucker for fun
Chasing your dumb fleeting vanity
Living a life on the run
From a big black cloud of Christianity

Don't you feel guilty now?
The sex was like milking the cow
I was your boy for the night
Staining your sheets with my blight
Well, you sucked the cock of a swine
How tenderly wasting your time

I can't trust you, lover
You should never trust me either
I posted the same dark entries as you
Desensitise, the conscience dies   Here's to your calloused thighs   Here's to your cold, sore lips   Here's to your circus-ride hips      Here's to my clammy, cold hands   I feel like a no-woman's land   You tried to purchase a plot   A quagmire's what you got      I was in love with defeat   It drives a sporadic heartbeat   Well, you are the addict in purity   You and your stoned insecurity   Using your boyfriends for rent   Or fucking them all until they're spent      Well, I can't judge you, lover   We are the same undercover   I've posted the same dark entries as you      Your desperate puke-stained grin   You're a poster girl for a lifelong sin   He's a pedophile with a chaplin's smile   I can't fix what that sucker defiled      Let's go make out on a bench   Our heart locket's got a rusty hinge   Let's feel false and unreal   Let's not feel how it doesn't heal      You were your own lost whore   And I'm always wanting more and more   Your bedroom is a porno booth   I got no money, honey, got no use   Ain't it all so mechanical?   Our tainted love, it's habitual      I can't trust you, lover   You should never trust me either   I've posted the same dark entries as you      Let's not lie any less   Unless you can't somehow maintain   Here's your script for when you confess   Learn your lines this time   Now say them again      I'm just a sucker for fun   Chasing your dumb fleeting vanity   Living a life on the run   From a big black cloud of Christianity      Don't you feel guilty now?   The sex was like milking the cow   I was your boy for the night   Staining your sheets with my blight   Well, you sucked the cock of a swine   How tenderly wasting your time      I can't trust you, lover   You should never trust me either   I posted the same dark entries as you