You're like kissing lipstick.
  You're pasty, warm, and dry.
  You're boring.
  You bore me.
  You're such a boring guy.
  
  At first I kind of liked it..
  The way it oozed out of your mouth..
  Then there was more and more and,
  it got boring...
  Just another boring lie..
  
  So what if I just picked this knife up
  And cut you all across your smile..
  Would that be boring?
  Or just one less boring life.