Love Letter

[Verse 1]
It's Valentine's Day, and I want a sucker in my mouth
I need some liquid, or I'm gonna get cottonmouth
I check my mailbox for any new toys
But then my daughter's reanimated corpse began to sprint after me, emitting a loud noise
After evading the behemoth, I found a letter from Jasbina, the demon

[Pre-Chorus: Deborah Healy and Jasbina]
"You thought you could get rid of me, didn't you whore?
Now your daughter's corpse will follow you to your expiration, spilling gore" It read
I wish when she got hit by that truck on the beach she would just stay dead
It seems that nobody in this universe will stay dead
Maybe I should just go to bed

[Chorus]
Writing love letters all day long
I spent all night writing this song
Shove your arm up my ass and hear me go "toot toot"
I bet you'll enjoy it, it's really quite cute
I'll submit to you if you buy me Gucci
If you're lucky, I'll show you my floppy stained coochie
Meet me by the seesaw at eleven
If you don't arrive, I'll send you right to heaven

[Verse 2: Deborah Healy and Jasbina]
Locked up in my house for the past three days
Waiting and waiting for Jasbina to enter by gaze
Another letter slips under my door
And I hear someone trip while running away
Oh fuck that was embarrassing
I pick it up and read it, and I begin to feel warm in my armpit

[Pre-Chorus: Deborah Healy and Jasbina]
Hi Deborah
Have you been getting my letters?
I haven't gotten anything back from you, and I can't tell if you have been receiving these
I've been thinking about you a lot recently, and I was wondering if you wanted to go get some dinner
Please write me back
Please
Please
I'm so lonely, please!
What the fuck was that about?

[Chorus]
Writing love letters all day long
I spent all night writing this song
Shove your arm up my ass and hear me go "toot toot"
I bet you'll enjoy it, it's really quite cute
I'll submit to you if you buy me Gucci
If you're lucky, I'll show you my floppy stained coochie
Meet me by the seesaw at eleven
If you don't arrive, I'll send you right to heaven

[Bridge: Deborah Healy and Jasbina]
I'm feeling so quirky, so I'll bring my Glock to the dinner
Jasbina, why did you call me here?
I want you to fuck me so bad, Deborah
My rage towards you is from sexual frustration
Absolutely, not
I don't fuck animals
Gun cocking
Say nighty night, baby
Machine gun shots and horrified screams
Everyone don't worry, it's just pasta sauce
Slurp
M M M delicious!

[Chorus]
Writing love letters all day long
I spent all night writing this song
Shove your arm up my ass and hear me go "toot toot"
I bet you'll enjoy it, it's really quite cute
I'll submit to you if you buy me Gucci
If you're lucky, I'll show you my floppy stained coochie
Meet me by the seesaw at eleven
If you don't arrive, I'll send you right to heaven