Beauty is only skin deepnBut how deep does beauty need to be?nOrgans are all very finenBut they're not the things I want to seennI don't want your livernI don't want your heartnIt's warm and wet and bloody and it's tearing me apartnI don't want your kidneysnI don't want your brainnIt's cold and wet and clammy and it's driving me insanennYou're an organismnDon't try to deny itnCause you are what you eatnAnd I've been monitoring your dietnnSlowly you breathe in and outnAs fluids and gas move through your framenThey travel to your hands and your feetnAnd then they return the way they camennI can hear you bubblenI can hear you hissnI know it should repulse me but instead I'm filled with blissnI can hear you gurglenI can hear you sighnIt makes me want to kiss you and I'm sure I don't know whynnYou're an organismnDon't try to deny itnAnd if I were younI'd do my best to keep it quietnnYou're flesh and blood and meat and bonenWith a layer of skin upon itnIf I could see your insides, dearnI probably would vomitnnBut luckily they're hidden from menYour skin makes an excellent facadenDarling, you're slimy and wetnBut I've grown accustomed to your bodnnSo I guess I love younDespite the things I thoughtnYour body may be gross but it's the only one you've gotnYou're gradually decomposingnYou constantly decaynBut truth to tell I wouldn't have you any other waynnYou're an organismnDon't try to deny itnAnd if you sell your soulnI'll be the first in line to buy it