Tango

I think of all the ways that you open your mouth, open your mouth

And you ruin, everything, all around all around

If I could bottle you up and throw you away, throw you away

I wouldn't hesitate, it'd be done in so many ways

Everything you touch

Always goes to trash

Why can't you

Just let us

Have our nice things

You can go to hell

I'll be leaving soon

I'll make sure to have the door

Hit you on the way

They say path to light is paved with many scars

You are all the same to me, you all have a type

Sell your shit, somewhere else

I'll be here, like the rest, picking up your mess

Everything you touch

Always goes to trash

Why can't you

Just let us

Have our nice things

You can go to hell

I'll be leaving soon

I'll make sure to have the door

Hit you on the way