CRÈME BRÛLÉE!

I know kerosine

I'm not dumb, mommy

I've got flesh from the meanies between my teeth

I'm so terribly

Rude and crude to be

Showing up at your house seeking remedy

But should I say I'm wrong for that? (For that)

Don't wanna feel the back hand of whiplash

I'll fantasize behind your back (Your back)

Carve your name, eat you like crème brûlée, ah

I am devolving

I am losing steam

I have been passing out on the balance beam

You are so extreme

You are so supreme

Shot me right in the head with a laser beam

I don't wanna be your dog like that (That)

Carve your name, eat you like crème brûlée, ah

Baby too drunk to hold my keys

Can't be fucked to wait with me, ah

Ah

I can't open my eyes

It's the worst kind of high

Baby too drunk to hold my keys

Baby too drunk to hold