Two-Headed Trout

Shaking like a leaf in a cold sweat
When that emotion counter wants what he can't have
You're in his bed, but your body needs my hologram
That vicious appetite reading off a teleprompter

And you'll get what you want first

So if one day you're bent out in a loop of boredom burnout
I'll swim upstream again, show you all the hooks in my mouth
Look at how gullible I can be with my fins and my gills in sync
I think you'll like it, the bubblegum pop assures I'll be shot

Colder than the sheath that my sword's in
Like I'm born again, I bitch and moan
I was a stand-in in lamb skin for you
I'm never faking, I'm ready to be used

So if one day you're bent out in a loop of boredom burnout
I'll swim upstream again, show you all the hooks in my mouth
Look at how gullible I can be with my fins and my gills in sync
I think you'll like it, the bubblegum pop assures I'll be shot

Yeah
If you need someone to hold your glass while you dance
Or unrequited 200%
A subject for healing your eager disease
Beach day tourniquet skin, falling over all my words
Begging for pump action, big game shelf
Lookalikes never did do it for Freud
Beach day tourniquet skin, falling over all my words
Begging for, pump action, big game shelf
Benadryl dick never puts a ring on it

So if one day you're bent out in a loop of boredom burnout
I'll swim upstream again, show you all the hooks in my mouth
Look at how gullible I can be with my fins and my gills in sync
I think you'll like it, the bubblegum pop assures I'll be shot

I think you'll like it, like it, like it
I think you'll like it, like it, like it
Oooh