Wretched boy Wretched find This is not the load Let it sing Let it stain Something takes ahold Later spark Down below Fills me up with war He's still my hon Spoon feeding my fun You squirmed, I saw Unbleached, unscarred Let us come Let us scream Ready to get thin Let us spark Down below Fills me up with war And you come, you come He's still my hon Spoon feeding my fun You squirmed, I saw Unbleached, unscarred He's still my hon Spoon feeding my fun You squirmed, I saw Unbleached, unscarred He's still my hon (why are you so lonely, hon?) Spoon feeding my fun (why you still so lonely?) You squirmed, I saw (never been so lonely) Unbleached, unscarred Unbleached, unscarred Unbleached, unscarred