Girl Power, Immortalized - The Speed of Sound in Seawater

I can feel it on your skin

Smell it on your breath

That lingering odor

Of death

I wrote that line for her

In case you couldn’t tell

That didn’t win her over

Very well

I will search you four more

Times until

I get a satisfactory response

Talking about god

Talkin' 'bout death

Let’s take this talking of ours

To bed

You are chaste and cold

You’ll take it to the grave

You only want me

For my brain

I will search you four more

Times until

You give a satisfactory 'sponse

I suppose I still

Would search you four more

Times until

I get a better offer from a

Cheaper thrill

I’m in debt

To whoever embalmed you

I have never had

The hots so damn bad

Courting you

Is all I’m into

Set my features

Because I’m ready

I’m ready

I would do anything

Anything

The chase

The catch

The corpse

Please

Hold up

Your end