Filth

Love, I know you're scared
And I'm underprepared
But I promise I'll be here
You'll be home soon, we'll get weird
I've been saving up, I swear
I couldn't be more sincere
Love, I know I've room to improve
I've been defensive and untrue
I'm entitled, I'm a prude
About just what it means to lose
And how I can be abusive

So tell me what would thrill you
Or tell me what might kill you
So tell me what would thrill you
Or tell me what might kill you

Love, I'll do my best to try and understand you
So take my hand and we'll get going, nothing's planned
But I want you to make demands
I'll do the best I can
Love, oh I'm a jerk
I've turned this into work
So just give the word
And we'll turn love into a verb
And all the filth that you deserve
In all the ways you prefer

So tell me what would thrill you
Or tell me what might kill you
So tell me what would thrill you
Or tell me what might kill you

Spell it out
Spell it out
Spell it out
Spell it out