Throw Me The Statue - This Is How We Kiss

Dumb kid, she gave me what for
Taking aim at my holy softcore
Heavy breathing at the naughty high school
Those jeans filled my day with asshole

Bee stings, littered wisdoms
Unleash the be-together dangerous freedom
I searched the party for the almost healers
Tan lines from my dirty feelings

This is how we kiss
This is how we kiss

Last call, little robin
Cinder knockers you shut up all season
I need the finger of the perfect lover
I'll never ask another

Little chance, Eddie Haskel
Tell again how you were born a rascal
To swing my colors at the charity chapel
I lost the keys to the friendship castle

This is how we missed
This is how we missed