my love life needs a lobotomy

I remember the way your lipstick The way your lipstick bled that bloody red And if I recall from when we last kissed I spent that whole night throwing up your spit If I get something to drink It wasn't toxic enough to wash this bad taste out my mouth 'Cause baby Baby You have had my heart Now you can have my stomach too Ayy, ayy! I don't know what to t-tell you Ayy, ayy! I don't know what to t-tell you