Lyrics Model Wife - Ritual

Model Wife

Failures been an old friend of mine.
She comes to visit from time to time.
Peels back its lips and takes a piece of me home…
I’ve been young and in love.
Sweet love, bad love, couldn’t get enough.
Any tongue is a good tongue… when you’re swallowing one.
Peels back its lips.
Lies to me.
I’m incapable of accepting I have been your only one
I believe in this but I 've been wrong
I can deny but one thing…
When you foam at the mouth, its tempting.
You are too unhygienic to hold.
(I cant clean your soul.)
You need so much more
Than a finger down your throat
(I cant clean your soul)
You are too unhygienic to hold.
With all the dirty rags that encase that soul
I’ll work my nerves to the bone
Naive machine.
All I can smell is sweat and taste him on your breath.
Is this where the fuck we’ve been heading?