No more nineteen I've fallen down Do you sense your purpose inside her mouth? I remember happy but it feels so good to frown If I head north someday I can taste that sound There's only so much you can figure out But you'll make equal signs until you make em count Did you kiss her face before you f**ed her mouth? Play the child games and you'll be down and out No more nasty I've gotta shut my mouth Elbows off the table I've figured out I won't be so shallow even to myself If I can find my 'flower' I'd be picked from the ground