YOU KNOW
I'M IMPATIENT
SO WHY WOULD YOU
LEAVE ME WAITIN'
OUTSIDE THE STATION
WHEN IT WAS LIKE
MINUS FOUR DEGREES
AND I
I GET WHAT
YOU'RE SAYIN'
I JUST REALLY
DON'T WANNA
HEAR IT RIGHT NOW
CAN YOU SHUT UP
FOR LIKE ONCE
IN YOUR LIFE
LISTEN TO ME
I TOOK YOUR
NICE WORDS OF
ADVICE ABOUT
HOW YOU THINK
I'M GONNA
DIE LUCKY IF
I TURN THIRTY THREE
OKAY SO YEAH
I SMOKE LIKE
A CHIMNEY
I'M NOT SKINNY
AND I PULL A
BRITNEY EVERY
OTHER WEEK
BUT CUT ME
SOME SLACK
WHO DO YOU
WANT ME TO BE
'CAUSE I'M
TOO MESSY
AND THEN I'M
TOO FUCKING CLEAN
YOU TOLD ME
GET A JOB
THEN YOU ASK WHERE
THE HELL I'VE BEEN
AND I'M TOO PERFECT
'TIL I OPEN
MY BIG MOUTH
I WANT TO BE ME
IS THAT NOT ALLOWED
AND I'M TOO CLEVER
AND THEN I'M
TOO FUCKING DUMB
YOU HATE IT
WHEN I CRY
UNLESS IT'S THAT
TIME OF THE MONTH
AND I'M TOO PERFECT
'TIL I SHOW YOU
THAT I'M NOT
A THOUSAND PEOPLE
I COULD BE FOR YOU
AND YOU HATE
THE FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE THE
FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE THE
FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE
YOU HATE
IT'S TAKING YOU AGES
YOU STILL DON'T
GET THE HINT
I'M NOT ASKIN'
FOR PAGES
BUT ONE TEXT OR TWO
WOULD BE NICE
AND PLEASE
DON'T PULL
THOSE FACES
WHEN I'VE BEEN
OUT WORKING MY
ARSE OFF ALL DAY
IT'S JUST ONE
BOTTLE OF WINE
OR TWO
BUT HEY YOU
CAN'T EVEN TALK
YOU SMOKE WEED
JUST TO HELP
YOU SLEEP
THEN WHY YOU OUT
GETTIN' STONED
AT FOUR O'CLOCK
AND THEN YOU COME
HOME TO ME
AND DON'T
SAY HELLO
'CAUSE I GOT
HIGH AGAIN
AND FORGOT TO
FOLD MY CLOTHES
'CAUSE I'M TOO MESSY
AND THEN I'M TOO
FUCKING CLEAN
YOU TOLD ME
GET A JOB THEN YOU
ASK WHERE THE
HELL I'VE BEEN
AND I'M TOO PERFECT
'TIL I OPEN
MY BIG MOUTH
I WANT TO BE ME
IS THAT
NOT ALLOWED
AND I'M TOO CLEVER
AND THEN I'M
TOO FUCKING DUMB
YOU HATE IT
WHEN I CRY
UNLESS IT'S THAT
TIME OF THE MONTH
AND I'M TOO PERFECT
'TIL I SHOW YOU
THAT I'M NOT
A THOUSAND PEOPLE
I COULD BE FOR YOU
AND YOU HATE
THE FUCKING LOT
AND YOU HATE
THE FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE
THE FUCKING LOT
OOH OOH OOH
AND I'M TOO MESSY
AND THEN I'M TOO
FUCKING CLEAN
YOU TOLD ME
GET A JOB THEN YOU
ASK WHERE THE
HELL I'VE BEEN
AND I'M TOO PERFECT
'TIL I OPEN
MY BIG MOUTH
I WANT TO BE ME
IS THAT NOT
ALLOWED
AND I'M TOO CLEVER
AND THEN I'M
TOO FUCKING DUMB
YOU HATE IT
WHEN I CRY
UNLESS IT'S THAT
TIME OF THE MONTH
AND I'M TOO PERFECT
'TIL I SHOW YOU
THAT I'M NOT
A THOUSAND PEOPLE
I COULD BE FOR YOU
AND YOU HATE
THE FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE THE
FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE THE
FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE THE
FUCKING LOT
YOU HATE THE
FUCKING LOT