Anti-Romancer

You and I have always been like Coin to the slot machine like Rot to the gangrene, cryptic to the plain speak Like North to the South, with a certain amount Of sectarian violence, well I can annex myself If you say you want to try this What, you want to try this? So let me sleep on your breast at the motel Let me look through in the light to the other night I would take two of you, that's right Get those highs and then It'll be me, my self, my shame in the mirror You're an anti-romancer, anti-romancer Yeah, you'rе the kind've guy I like I don't need to likе you to have ya Yeah, you're the kind've guy I like Big ego, bad dancer, on-and-on Wake you with a little bite Hey! How did you sleep last night? And next we're at each other's throats Metaphorical choke's not an antidote So what I pierced the skin At least now the world can rush in Treat me bad, I'll treat you worse Poetic foreplay, so perverse So let me sleep on your breast at the motel Let me look through in the light to the other night I would take two of you, that's right We'll get those highs and then It'll be me, my self, my shame in the mirror You're an anti-romancer, anti-romancer Yeah, you're the kind've guy I like I don't need to like you to have ya Yeah, you're the kind've guy I like Big ego, bad dancer, on-and-on A million ways to break my skin A million ways to let me in I got a little love scab that's fresh for picking So anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me A million ways to break my skin A million ways to let me in My little love scab is ripe for picking So anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me