Under the She

You turn me inside out And cut me up in All your sweet and heavy spills And I'm burning still I used to see your colors burst Feel your shaking body Now I just expect the worst Till it blows around me And we're off again And we're on again Till the world ends And we make it better And we're off again And we're on again Till the world ends And it makes us bitter You're stalling in between Something sweet and me Our lips are soaked in lye And I'm waiting, and I'm waiting to find The slightest little kinks In your perfect being All the things that no one sees But me You burn me in and out And wrap me up in All the things that gave you doubts And I can't get out You can make me feel so ill But I'm blushing still Every time we make a run And I'm overcome We're stalling in between Something sweet and me Our lips are soaked in lye And I'm waiting, and I'm waiting to find The slightest little kinks In your perfect being All the things that no one sees But me