If you think you're forgiven then don't open your mouth If you think you're perfection then don't open your mouth I have most that mean so much, I would lay down on the grass Take my hand and feel this rage, ah, feel this pulse I turn the page Mouth Mouth Mouth Mouth Do you think you're forgiven? Then lovely, hold your tongue The end is in the beginning, so fuck just like you're young I was an honest man maybe for two years, maybe more if you count the nights I'm unheard in a bedtime story, I asked her, do you bite with your Mouth Mouth Mouth Mouth Hold me down, spook me out Hold me down, spook me out Mouth Mouth Mouth Mouth