bonus track lyrics

you love best on your knees

you move best when you flee

you look dead on your feet

rest your head on my fitted sheet

you look best on your knees

you love best when you flee

you look dead on your feet 

pull the corner off my fitted sheet

she said maybe im too young for this (i must cleanse myself of this rot)

i said you got a lot of nerve (i must cut it out)