Floss the carpet, put your back into it
How does it feel to be a punk?
You're such a pretty little fuck
Don't [?]
Get a gun and [?]
Fuck

Read my lips
[?]
[?] with a dead man
Fuck [?]
Don't you fucking look at me

[?]
[?] In a bodybag
[?] the walls

Make your own fucking cake
How does it taste?
Your own cream feelings
Your own dream fillings
Your own glass ceilings
In front of me, kneeling

You [?]
Carve your name into my head
I won't forget it

Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever
Now we bleed together
True love is forever

You missed a spot
You missed a spot

Floss the fucking carpet
(floss the carpet)
(floss the carpet)

[?]

Floss the carpet