I've got a little suicide machine You can't get strapped in If you don't come clean I've got a breathalyzer Polygraph, let's put ya to the fest You've got tack in your show A mouthful of bullshit
I don't even wanto to know I'm sick and tired of investigating what is right You can smell it on your breath If you can't see it in your eyes I know i know i know we did nothing You know you know you're completely fucking stupid So come on come on come on Come on come on shut up
You were always an asshole I suppose that i was blinded until now Well absence makes the heart grow fond It's only made this one grow sour I know i know i know we did nothing You know you know you're completely fucking stupid So come on come on come on Come on come on shut up
