I Guess We're the Reason People Are Afraid of Teenagers

You can be my Sid, I'll be your Nancy,
Get high behind a dumpster,
No where too fancy.
The weekend shouldn't be the only time we feel alive,,
So take an oath with me right now and swear that we'll stay high.
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Let's play "house", 
But this time with a twist.
I'll be your mother's jaw,
You can be your daddy's fist.

And when your knuckles are swollen and split,
My ribs a dented cage,
We'll probably kiss and roll some spliff.
Our love is misdirected rage.
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You love it, and I just eat it up.
We said no strings, and boy, did we cut ties.
Our friends think we're abusive, unhealthy. 
I hate your friends and you hate mine.
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Get pissed and stay pissed at me,
Throw me against the wall.
I want to wonder if it's sex or a fight,
Either way, I'm gonna get mauled.
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And when you tore my panties off,
You never gave me money for more.
But you made that fuck so bloody good,
I forgot somewhere between your tongue and my core. 
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The red and purple all over your face
Really brings out your eyes
I swear I'm gonna learn how to stitch one of these days
But if I don't you shouldn't be surprised.
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Baby, I'm the drunken vomit of the gene pool,
And you're the bastardchild of dumpster life.
And if everyone thinks we're insane or were fools,
We'll get off to the thought of playing with knives.
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You'll be Jekyll, I'll be Hyde,
Going out like Bonnie and Clyde.
Let's make this love like a homicide,
Drenched in come and formaldehyde.
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We heard nothing but sirens and moans,
Twisted around in each other again
And if the cops were watching then I guess they finally know
This is the best part of being "almost more than friends".