You and I have always been like

Coin to the slot machine like

Rot to the gangrene, cryptic to the plain speak

Like North to the South, with a certain amount

Of sectarian violence, well I can annex myself

If you say you want to try this

What, you want to try this?

So let me sleep on your breast at the motel

Let me look through in the light to the other night

I would take two of you, that's right

Get those highs and then

It'll be me, my self, my shame in the mirror

You're an anti-romancer, anti-romancer

Yeah, you'rе the kind've guy I like

I don't need to likе you to have ya

Yeah, you're the kind've guy I like

Big ego, bad dancer, on-and-on

Wake you with a little bite

Hey! How did you sleep last night?

And next we're at each other's throats

Metaphorical choke's not an antidote

So what I pierced the skin

At least now the world can rush in

Treat me bad, I'll treat you worse

Poetic foreplay, so perverse

So let me sleep on your breast at the motel

Let me look through in the light to the other night

I would take two of you, that's right

We'll get those highs and then

It'll be me, my self, my shame in the mirror

You're an anti-romancer, anti-romancer

Yeah, you're the kind've guy I like

I don't need to like you to have ya

Yeah, you're the kind've guy I like

Big ego, bad dancer, on-and-on

A million ways to break my skin

A million ways to let me in

I got a little love scab that's fresh for picking

So anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

A million ways to break my skin

A million ways to let me in

My little love scab is ripe for picking

So anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me

Anti-romance me, baby, bad dance me