And I Live In A Town Where The Boys...

. . . . . (yawn)

Make me miss amerika

Rip it when we're 6 yeah

Lock her in her room now

Tell me it's my birthday-

I don't care.

Rub her face in glass Dad

Try to kick some ass Dad

Tell me who's insane man

Throw up exrery other day-

I don't care.

Cross my legs and hold it in

Say you wish you had no ears

Funny how she don't exist

Mommy chained her up instead-

I don't care

Fill me with yr lies boy,

Don't matter wasn't real

She don't wanna be my friend

But i can't stand her anyways

I can't go home again

But i'm still a good tax break

Cut us off at the hearts

Scabs grow thicker by the years-

I don't care.

Splitting hairs and doing time

Slap me till i feel fine

Who commits the real crime?

Will you ever be mine?