"Good Sex" lyrics

"Good Sex"

So I live with a bloody nose, a baby face and virgin hair
Turns out you kissed me
Just to distract from something your mom said last year
You ruined me
But you did it so tenderly

I had a dream that you killed me
Like good sex, painfully softly
Masochism never gets boring
So, I swear baby you won't get bored of me

You tour in a band now
And sing about giving head
I met someone new
And she does more than sing about it
She loves me
But she does it so painlessly

I had a dream that you killed me
Like good sex, painfully softly
Masochism never gets boring
So, I swear baby you won't get bored of me
You won't get bored of me

The taste of your spit when I knew you were leaving me
I liked it, so what does that mean?
What does that mean?
What does that mean?

I had a dream that you killed me
Like good sex, painfully softly
Masochism never gets boring
So, I swear baby you won't get bored of

I had a dream that you killed me
Like good sex, painfully softly
Masochism never gets boring
So, I swear baby you won't get bored of me


Writer(s): Susannah Joffe
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