Destroyer - Smith Lyrics

Something quite unholy, heard from your mouth
As noted, south, south, hurrying south
Are you ready for another one, baby?
Just because it crumbles
Doesn't make you humble
You wanted to be free to be
You wanted to take out the trash
Always willing to precipitate the backlash
Take the trash right out of me
Take the trash right out of me
Take the trash right out of me
Replace it with a scalpel handle