It's on my bed
It's in this place
Shit on my face
If you don't want to see me fucked up
Well you're shit out of luck
It's my one saving grace
I'm gonna tell you it don't smell
Well it stinks to high hell
To high hell
I'm trying my best
It's not enough
What about the swears
Do they matter enough?
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Look at me, look at me, look at me
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Tell me, tell me, tell me