should've listened/ I shoud've listened
but no!/I didn't
I always hafta prefect things
I always gotta do 'em my way
so I sat there and thought
long and hard/ I did
after I made up my mind
I went to bed happy
soon you would know

I guess I had to much faith
in ya, darling
I can't trustno1/especially not you
I thought/ I could confide in you
but thursday/ you proved me wrong
if you're so real
can I pluck/ your eye balls out/ and glue 'em
to your nuts?
just to make me laugh/ to smile
to get out of this satanic dream?

you don't know the pain
behind the suffering
obviously you have not a care/ in the world
but I do/ I always have
does your family/ have too much
of everything?
can you not see/ that all I wanted
was no pity and a friendship?
I thought that you deserved to know
but do you really?/ of all people/ do you really?

*written: March 3rd, 2002
for KC