Lyrics:

make out when you passed out
on the sofa kissing any little child
that comes along
i'm gonna leave on the record too loud
for you to hear me spreading technicolor blood
i hate it
i love you
i hate that i need to know
what you do when our love passed out on the couch
you're fateful, i'm hateful
and i ruin any kind of fun you have in mind
like make out when you pass out on the sofa
kissing any little child who comes along