God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful
And if god damns Then god damn
God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful You show me why love is critical You show me why love is critical
And if god . . . Then god . . . And if god plans Then god planned me
God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful God damn girl, my love is pitiful You show me why love is critical You show me why love is pitiful
And if god damn Then god damn And if god damns God damn me
God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful Why do I feel so unusual? Monsters are so impersonal God damn girl, your wounds are beautiful
And if god's hands Are man's hands Then god damn Then god damn me