You're like kissing lipstick.
You're pasty, warm, and dry.
You're boring.
You bore me.
You're such a boring guy.
At first I kind of liked it
The way it oozed out of your mouth
Then there was more and more and,
it got boring,
Just another boring lie
So what if I just picked this knife up
And cut you all across your smile,
Would that be boring?
Or just one less boring life.
You're pasty, warm, and dry.
You're boring.
You bore me.
You're such a boring guy.
At first I kind of liked it
The way it oozed out of your mouth
Then there was more and more and,
it got boring,
Just another boring lie
So what if I just picked this knife up
And cut you all across your smile,
Would that be boring?
Or just one less boring life.