Nefarious

[Verse 1]

She was smoking up all his cigarettes

And putting 'em out in his hands

She said that, "You think this hurts now, kid

Well, just wait until later, man"

[Pre-Chorus]

This is fucking torture to me

It's fucking torture

[Chorus 1]

Nefarious, nefarious

And there's nothing that could reach you

Oh, nefarious, nefarious

And there's nothing that could reach you

[Verse 2]

What's good, what's not so good?

Sometimes it's hard for her to tell

What's good, what's not so good?

Sometimes it's hard

When she knows you so well

And when she knows you so well

[Chorus 2]

And now your teeth are all red

And there's a little bit about you

I don't want to know, oh oh

And now your teeth are all red

There's a little bit about you