Two-Headed Mother

You know You know You know You know You know You know You think that you create the waves But I create you Two headed mother in your bed You know she hates you Kissing tyrannical heads spitting at you Babe, fire you wade through The ways I fuck myself and get down good Never need to mind you I've loved before, I'll kill again You're just the worst of all my men I'm not gon' pull you out the den so they don't bite you I won't feel good again until I'm up inside you I love you I love you I love you I'll love 'til I'm sore I don't love you I don't love you I don't love you I don't love you no more Two headed mother pulled you from the black And she can send you back