It’s cold
And I’m alone
I told
That you where gone
I watched
As you drove away
I botched
All your plans to stay.
There’s nothing left to do
It’s always the same
What’s up with you?
Aren’t you glad you came?
Stay a little longer
No need to rush
It’ll only make you stronger
Have an orange crush.
That wasn’t so bad
So lift up your head
No reason to be sad
At least you’re not dead
You just need to believe
Just open up and wait
Now get ready to receive
Your twisted little fait.
Stop your crying
You little fucking pussy
Today you’re not dying
Because you’re too much of a wussy
Ahh boo fucking woo
You whinney little bitch
There’s nothing you can do
It’s not a little itch.
It’s nothing you can scratch
Or wash down the drain
You can’t throw it in the trash
Because it’ll make you go insane
Do you want to know what it is?
Is it eating you from inside?
It’s not cheesy whiz
There’s no where to hide.
Where ever you may go
It’s there before you get there
Come on let’s start the show
Isn’t life just fucking fair?
If you still don’t know
Then you’re a little late
Because I told you once before
It’s your twisted little fait.