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