We’ll meet this afternoon
In a motel room for two
Just one thing I want from you
discover me smothering you

Drained in the bathroom sink
Your skin white porcelain
one pair of latex gloves
and your blood on my tongue

You came looking for love - well too bad
You found me in a chat room - that’s so sad
Now we’re meeting in real life, and you’re so glad
But all I want to see is
Your body in a garbage can...

something about the way the blood runs down your face
I love the way you struggle when your head’s under the pillow case
I told you where to go and you came here to find it
And now your head’s propped on the bed, with your body on the floor behind it

You came looking for love, and you made it
Then drowned in a deep sea of blankets
I’ll kiss your sweet neck then I’ll break it
Now all that’s left of you is
your body...

Damn bloodstains
Always a pain
I’ve made you mine all mine all mine
But I’ve gotta clean up after our sweet time

your body...
da da da...

[ad lib in the style of Mayer when he does this song live]