Now You're Gonna Get It
Are you planning to escape?
Are you crumbling for the evening when I'm asleep and you're awake?
I swear to God, I'd take it to the grave
But are you planning your escape?
She's a wonderful actress
Who'll be counting your mistakes
Who'll be holding back pig-tailed hair
While you're throwing up your birthday cake?
Here's your makeup, shut your face
You'll be easily replaced
So was it much to ask for?
And it wasn't much we needed
We got a casket in quicksand
But now you're gonna get it
My buttercup, slow down
'Cause your doctors and lawyers can't save your ass now