And he'll do what he'll do When he'll do it to you? And all the while, he's been using you, Yes, all the while... he's abusing you... So it finally
in conniptions for the final act You came here for The one derivative you manage Is the one I abhor I need a minute to eliminate For everyone the Everyday abusive
Wanna tell you 'bout a girl I know For this we'll call her Sandy She's got legs up to her armpits And her voice is sweet like candy She's an angel Head
wanna tell a story bout a girl named sheila lovely lil thing but a bit of a dreamer shes been married for three long years got three children and they
Hey, what the hell is wrong with you Come on and join the queue If you wanna get off Yeah, there's an invisible border Come closer where it's warmer Before
Hey, Kate, you and me should make a date to have a little loving in the back row. Hope it won't offend maybe you could bring a friend We could have more
What is wrong with kids today, oh, all you wanna do is play And all you wanna do is get along Helping people across the road and doing what the hell you
Hey, there's something I wanna share I'll tell you even though you don't care Think of all the good times you're gonna have Don't dwell on the bad times
I would like to tell you something But I can't be bothered I hate your guts and want you to die, and I don't think I need a reason why Please leave right
Woke up this morning feeling like I've been run over My head feels like I've been going solo with a brick Crawl to the bathroom, grab the sink, the shower
Do you remember A few years ago When they used to play the song yeah We decided It was much too slow So we've gone and upped the tempo We say: Everythings
You will come to realize that your life is like a book Someone's always noting the route you took But I want you to know that I've got nothing to hide
that we are We don't mind if you don't like us Just fuck off, get on your bike 'cause We won't argue, it's no use It just gives us more room for abuse
I don't practice Santeria, got no crystal ball I had a million dollars but I'd spend it all I could find that heina and that sancho that she's found I
I love the way You never stop your frowning But if I saw you drowning I wouldn't waste my time to rescue you I love the way You eat soup with your fingers
I must admit I hate the mornings I wish that they had never invented it And skipped straight to the evening bit It would make much more sense 'cos Nothing
Well, don't follow me 'cos I ain't no saviour Got bad habits, don't look good on paper People say I'm crazy and I might well be But I'm doing fine so
you as well No one seems to like you Wish I couldn't tell C'mon abuse me more I like it C'mon keep talking 'cause it's true C'mon abuse me more I like
