What's the matter with you what's the matter with me I think we've got each other's disease You look at me like I'm out of my head I look at you and I wish you were dead I've got a bad thing for girls like you But I guess you know that cause you do too I wonder how I ever got into this mess And you're still wearing that same ugly dress I asked my mama for help and she told me son If that's the best you can do then you'd better get a gun And blow your brains out all over the place At least you'll die with a smile on your face But she was just joking at least I think she was She's got a funny way of doing that I think it's because She's sick of all my problems and she's not the only one My brain's tied up in knots and it's not that much fun So what's the big deal my friends all ask me You've got a beautiful girlfriend you should be happy She's brilliant she's wise in good taste too And I have to admit that you really know how to do All the things a man could ever want in a lover And I never really thought about looking for another But sometimes when I look at you I just wanna choke I never knew love could be such a bad joke Pretty soon we'll get married raise a family And our kids will all be just as fucked up as me We'll live stupidly ever after and I know it's no lie Cause people like us are too boring to die We'll watch TV when we're old and grey And what's left of our brains will just drift away Our friends all say we're a pick to click I wanna love you but you make me sick
