Widowsucking ​of Montreal

[Verse 1]
It is all so intense to the doll
Only the worst of us, are ever happy
I do one but he can't commit and it's not that cool
To be one more away in your stable

[Chorus 1]
I'm wicked 'cause I have not peaked
Your ugliest mind serves diseases, an addiction

[Verse 2]
I sent you doves, they returned in shocks of charcoal
Their song was sulfuric peals of anemic echo
Made me proud that my treble was thin and plenty deformed
A mean gnat cursed to call my own dead
Mantis of a widowsucking

[Chorus 2]
Effusion of paranoid evasions in
How did the day turn?

[Verse 3]
Sick, we harvested invectives against old friends
Despite another hassle, the germs in frenetic clips

[Verse 4]
Why are we still hanging around
Feeding on estrous blues
If it wasn't so lame, I would
Give to you my true love