Platonic Handjob by Meth Wax Lyrics

Call it mutual masturbation
Goading up on parties
Surfing on the waves of the curse of my body
Well the bottle that you shake
Sprays like ocean on the seashore
When that bottle breaks
You will make me have a seizure
I'm looking at your face
In the dead of the night
I can take you on a date
But I’m not your type
I've been changing like the seasons
You're judging my demeanor
You tell me I should pray
But I’m not a believer
I sit around all day
Painting arrows on my wall
Thinking of all the ways
I could make my skin crawl
If you were to run away
I would probably retire
You're the only person in the world that I admire