Lyrics:

press your finger in and out to hold the poison

lick it dip it and for no perticular reason

she crawls on the floor slides against the door

press your fingers over blossom and it's season



doesn't matter she'll be doin it her way

doesn't care if it's a 10 or a 2-way

doesn't matter she'll be doin it her way

every night every day



never makin sure up here anyway

only fuckin you till the seasons change



treasure deep between the places that you hold dear

can't it hurt to act as if we are in love here?

lieing across this chair fingers everywhere

to define all the angels up above here



doesn't matter she'll be doin it her way

doesn't care if it's a 10 or a 2-way

doesn't matter she'll be doin it her way

every night every day



never makin sure up here anyway

only fuckin you till the seasons change



when you cum (be a good girl)

hold your breath (make it last long)

It's a mess (and it's gone)

the little tickle



never makin sure up here anyway

only fuckin you till the seasons change

never makin sure up here anyway

only fuckin you till the seasons change