Why are you so nasty? Why?
Do you wish I would die?
Do I make you cry?
Will you stand there and lie
About how you feel and sigh
As you told it to me
I thought I was mean
I thought I was cruel
But low and behold I was fooled
By you
I maybe bad-tempered
But I was not lecherous toward you
Or spiteful because of you
So choose one way or another
Take your friendship
Or your look and lip
And put it in a zip-lock bag
Throw it in a river and
Say goodbye to the sunken ship
return to pieces.
return home.