Kiss me, your dirty lip leaves A bitter taste In my mouth try to wash it out But it's stuck, in between your teeth Stained upon our sheets And everything I do it goes Around, my head goes down It all slows Oh the sound of my cheek bones Kiss me It makes me lip sting I hate the taste But I'll savour it anyway Let's watch The funeral march Around your heart And it's been the from the start and goes Around, my head goes down It all slows Oh the sound of my cheek bones Around, my head goes down It all slows Oh the sound of my cheek bones Put a lid on it You did what you did You're no longer feeling it But it's bubbling underneath Put a lid on it You're just a kid You're no longer feeling it But it's bubbling underneath Put a lid on it You did what you did You're no longer feeling it But it's bubbling underneath and goes Around, my head goes down It all slows Oh the sound of my cheek bones Around, around, around my head goes Down and down and down it all slows Oh the sound of my cheek bones Oh the sound of my cheek bones Oh the sound of my cheek bones Oh the sound of my cheek bones Oh the sound of my cheek bones