Kiss me on the lips before they explode in your room of hate

I think I'm a ghost in your life but I don't know how I became opaque

I dream we are in Jamaica with a cocktail making machine

I wake up and you're not with me

Fucking cold, I lost all my buildings

Unlikely, unlikely, unlikely but maybe

Unlikely, unlikely, rarest things I've seen

Unlikely, unlikely, unlikely but maybe

Unlikely, unlikely, fuck me over

Let the world kill me baby, I'm the crazy cousin, saint

I dream we are in Jamaica with a lot of funky horror friends

You're the special in between us, so don't try to love me again

Sour of bitter cause, my old gut pains cry with your pain

Unlikely, unlikely, unlikely but maybe

Unlikely, unlikely, rarest things I've seen

Unlikely, unlikely, unlikely but maybe

Unlikely, unlikely, fuck me over

Unlikely, unlikely, unlikely but maybe

Unlikely, unlikely, rarest things I've seen

Unlikely, unlikely, unlikely but maybe

Unlikely, unlikely, fuck me over