| Face deep in between my best friend's knees | |
| Telling me that you don't want to hurt me | |
| And I just can't believe that any word | |
| Falling off your plain lip isn't unclean | |
| Face deep in between my best friend's knees | |
| Telling me that you don't want to hurt me, no | |
| And I just can't believe that any word | |
| Falling off your plain lip isn't unclean | |
| Well I, I know that evil will find its own demise | |
| Find its own demise | |
| And you're there, children crawling through your hair | |
| Telling me that you don't want to hurt me, no | |
| And you can spew all the bad things that've happened to you | |
| Make it all feel more human, I see | |
| Well I, I know that evil will find its own demise | |
| I am sorry that you aren't really lovely | |
| I'll find peace when I, I know | |
| I know that evil will find its own demise | |
| And I, I know, I know | |
| That evil will find its own. |