These lips are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue
I paint them lavender, turn a tattoo into bruise
She says I'm mediocre and I guess that's very true
She wants to chastise me for things I did not do

You go girl!
Help me, I'm burning
Help me, I'm turning
Help me, I'm burning up!

These lips are cherry scented, but they stick like superglue
I paint them cherry red, turn a tattoo into bruise

You go girl!
Help me, I'm burning
Help me, I'm turning
Help me, I'm burning up!

Cream corn, cream corn in my ear
The slum of hatred I can't hear
Please look at me, I'm so twisted
And burn me with that skeleton breath

Cream corn, cream corn, man made freak
Sew my lips so I can't speak
Tell me that I cannot hate
Hate, pretty baby, I cannot relate