This Is How We Kiss - Throw Me The Statue

Dumb kid, she gave me what for

Taking aim at my holy softcore

Heavy breathing at the naughty high school

Those jeans filled my day with asshole

Bee stings, littered wisdoms

Unleash the be-together dangerous freedom

I searched the party for the almost healers

Tan lines from my dirty feelings

This is how we kiss

This is how we kiss

Last call, little robin

Cinder knockers you shut up all season

I need the finger of the perfect lover

I’ll never ask another

Little chance, Eddie Haskel

Tell again how you were born a rascal

To swing my colors at the charity chapel

I lost the keys to the friendship castle

This is how we missed

This is how we missed