Yesterday while feeling down I called you on the phone Instead of being warm you seemed so cold Was it something that I said or something on your mind
THE BUS DRIVERS ARE ON STRIKE HE HAD TO RIDE HIS BIKE AGAIN I'M SORRY YOU'RE PISSED ABOUT THIS HE'S JUST A CAMPUS COMMUNIST YOU SEE SOMETIMES LIFE
Stupid me I deserve it now I'm standing here all alone Stupid me I'm reserving all my thoughts just for her Now she's gone She gave me her whole heart
There's an ugly little wasel 'bout three-foot nine Face puffed up from cryin' 'n lyin' 'cause her sweet little hubby's Suckin' prong part time (in the
I am into showbiz, I am a road manager D'ya know a sexy chick? I got a pass for her Touring can be boring, but not for me You got to entertain yourself
His chest is pretty hairy He's got a breath from hell If you lost your head, he'll find it A perfect sense of smell When push comes to shove Unconditional
He ain't nothin' but a Dickhead. He's been one all his life. If he ever gets married he'll be a Dickhead with a wife. He's got no damned excuse. God knows
Got trouble behind you, he's on your tail Better not flinch, better not fail Don't look back Don't look back Don't look back Don't look back Don't Run
I'm just a poor cowboy singin' his song No money to jingle as I ride along I'm rejected by men but accepted above I belong in this valley on this peaceful
You think you're cool 'cause you know every girl in town But you don't do, 'cause when you're out at night, they don't look your way You've got all that
Arrogant Ignorant Affluent Desensitized Devoid and blind All compassion nullified Paragon of virtue (Paragon of shit)
Tiresome, out-grown Rebel's seen the light Re-adjusted Dissolved his staunch defiance The Antichrist shifts to the right He wears his 'X' and reviles
You know I need a little break To get away for a holiday So I can see the sun 'Cause in the sun they say it's fun If you get some Well, I can take a
Ruthless and vicious, he'll stomp on your face Deadly, malicious, stay outta his space He'll rip your eyes out, don't you look the wrong way And once
This is T to the mother fucking Ofty What?s you?re problem Dickhead Don?t kick my dog dickhead Don?t beep at me dickhead Why you mug me off in my car
(Verse 1) Man I could?ve been cold, but I was days away. I should?ve been bold and not bought into every word you?d say. I could?ve been hard and fought
You're on tour, I'm alone Wonder just what you did with your phone Try usin' it, I'm losin' it Never thought I'd lose you this way Quit the band, get
Why don't you tell me that you're not going to hire me, no opportunity, no responsibility and no one to look up to me, that's the way it's going to be