The Twat That is Faux in Lovers Union

Throw your kisses up the wall
because they taste like dirt
you're such, such a big flirt

Tin-can with product of ingredient: heart throbs and functions,
punctured lun-g livid, heart forbid
shove your shanties out of town and get away now

I only get with dedications
so please leave if you have no invitations

throw your kisses up the wall
because they taste like dirt,
you're such a big jerk,
you're such a big jerk
such a big jerk

Flowers may grow out of you but they are weeds,
I watched you leave and I'm glad for your leave
I see you hand undo anothers shirt
after you threw them up the wall
in your fit of a pervert,
I thought you were per-fect
fact is: you-taste-like-dirt, you're such a big jerk pervert
I left your kisses in the doorway, trapped them in the hinge and made you hurt

Throw you out of my heart because we'd never start
to get on with you playing elsewhere all night long

And when I came by you'd say, one sec, stay outside and I'd see a random fella hide,
you thought I fell for it
your thought it got me in a fit,
you're dirt
you're a full on prick