Confession

Forgive me father
For I have sinned
How long since your last confession?
Uh, this will be my first, I guess
You may proceed

Priest, I gotta make a confession
I got an ugly obsession with getting fucked
And dressing up in a black lace lingerie, skirt with boots
Sometimes I switch it up, I'll be the one in a suit
Wait I got another confession
I want a black lipstick, thick, split tongue demon
Wanna bend her over grab her horns, until she starts screaming
Leave her with my number and a damn good reason

Wait, I got another confession
I want a black lipstick, thick, split tongue demon
Wanna bend her over grab her horns, until she starts screaming
Leave her with my number and a damn good reason

I'm not done
I want somebody to watch
Fuck it
Tell the whole neighbourhood, make their jaws drop
Imagine Jenny the Catholic, I bet that she would go bat shit
Watching me
Get all the action
That she will never have happen
Yeah

Everyone but Mike
He's the only one invited that I do not like (that's right!)
Yes, I confess, I'm an asshole every day of my life
And I confess that I don't give a fuck about what's right

I've got a confession
To get off my mind
I've got a confession
That I think don't you'll like
Yeah

I've got a confession
I've got a confession
I've lost my mind
I've got a confession

Forgive me father, for I too have sinned
Priest, I gotta' make a confession
I like girls undressing in front of me, and beggin'
I like a tease on my neck, feelin' teeth on my breast
And I don't need her respect
Can we just have sex?
(Wait, wait)

I gotta' another confession
I don't fuck with men
That's the end of discussion
You know I only play scissors, never paper or rock
Invest in pussy like a stock
I'll be checkin' every box (yeah)

(So what) So what if a man put his hands on me?
Consider him a new double amputee
I only want the bush but no tree
I don't give a fuck about Adam
I just wanna meet Eve

I've got a confession
To get off my mind
I've got a confession
That I don't think you'll like
Yeah

I've got a confession
To get off my mind
Oh, I've got a confession
That I don't think you'd like

Forgive us father, for we have sinned
We've expressed ourselves, but didn't follow your pen
So strike us down, for our backs don't bend
And to the Holy Spirit, amen

I've got a final confession
I don't believe anything that you say or write
I think the best business in the world will promise the light
But at the end of the day, I guess we'll see who's right

We'll see who's right
We'll see who's right

I've got a confession (I've got a confession)
To get off my mind
Oh, I've got a confession (I've got a confession)
That I don't think you'll like