The Curse of Great Beauty Lyrics

your tooth ache, an ivory tower

so let down your long perfect legs

I'll untie the knots with my lips and my tongue

and rub Ambisol into your hair

'cause those paper cuts kept you from writing

a poem so epic and true

about how you are cursed with a beauty so great

I'm sure that it's hard being you

so put down that book it's too serious

I'll undress you as I make a joke

but please try not to laugh as I swim in your flesh

just hold your breath 'til I finish