Quilt lost lewd

Call me a sinner and call me gold
Well you locked yourself in a wrestling hold
Now you're stuck, nowhere to go
But you called me a liar when I told you so
Losing limbs and lost and less
Well you had a shitty attitude
Not enough to stick around
Sick of playing lost and found
Losing limbs and lost and lewd
Well you locked yourself in a wrestling hold
Now you're stuck, nowhere to go
But you called me a liar when I told you so