I'm putting up a levee to keep the raging River of manure from my front door My pay off what pity I'm ready for more I've got a sucker punched and feathered heart That can beat no more in vain Like the bitterest pill with your sordid thrill You run a franchise on my pain
You can't Find it f*ck it Forget it Forever
The best that can be said for you Is you couldn't get no worse We ride side by side on the liquorice ride My heart is a whole you make one More slip and I fall To the bottom of the barrel The more I pour The more I pain The more I burn With loss and shame