I'm a big girl, I'm a grown man
I've got a sharp mind, I never made plans
Look at us, we're eating rice and beans
Like we're not totally dependent
Because we want CDs, gas, drugs, and DVDs
We've got true appetites to feed
She's been, been back, back home
Ten days, still no word, I haven't seen her face
Oh, let me just see that face
Stomach aches have kept me wide awake
I never saw her pretty face
This ain't no cry for help, it's a suicide
The lines will never live up to the rides
I'd clean like psycho moms
I'd scream like all their kids
I'd go to town right now
If I could only write it down
There's not a single spec of filth
In this entire house
Not a single word
That qualifies the here and now