Agony's got a perfect mouth She wears the finest clothes Always black with a wide brimmed hat That shades her eyes and her nose And the strongest winds can't move her And her hair, it never flows Agony's got a perfect mouth Wears the finest clothes Agony's got a perfect mouth And she lays in your head With a nameless, faceless lover On an unfamiliar bed Don't bother trying to stop her Because your feet will turn to lead Agony's got a perfect mouth Lays in your head Agony's got a perfect mouth And she'll never let you hide She'll be there when they bury you She'll be standing right behind your bride And every door you open You'll know that she's inside Agony's got a perfect mouth and won't let you... Agony's got a perfect mouth and she won't let you... Agony's got a perfect mouth and ... Won't let you hide