Nefarious - Spoon

She was smoking up all his cigarettes

And putting 'em out in his hands

She said that, «You think this hurts now, kid

Well, just wait until later, man»

This is fucking torture to me

It’s fucking torture

Nefarious, nefarious

And there’s nothing that could reach you

Oh, nefarious, nefarious

And there’s nothing that could reach you

What’s good, what’s not so good?

Sometimes it’s hard for her to tell

What’s good, what’s not so good?

Sometimes it’s hard

When she knows you so well

And when she knows you so well

And now your teeth are all red

And there’s a little bit about you

I don’t want to know, oh oh

And now your teeth are all red

There’s a little bit about you

I don’t want to know, oh oh

But when there’s something that wants this much to happen

There’s no need to be alarmed

But I’m not so sure if I want to get in that car

Because I caught you cheating

And caulking your chin

And now your teeth are all red

And there’s a little bit about you

I don’t want to know, oh oh

And now your teeth are all red

There’s a little bit about you

I don’t want to know, oh oh

Nefarious, nefarious

It’s enough to have to you meet you

Oh, nefarious, nefarious

And there’s nothing that could reach you

And you’re tearing me apart

Tearing me apart

It’s enough to have to meet you