Your smile fades to tradgedy, the day gets the best of me
Theres always too much, there's never enough of me
Longing to touch, this inadequacy, pushed to brink, past the edge of insanity
(Chorus)
What the hell are you good for
Ask me I'm not quite sure
I'm lazy, fat, stoned, and poor
And you dont want me
So Fuck you, you ain't worth my time
There's plenty more like you in line
So I Dont Need You
(verse)
(Chorus)
(Polka Pit time mother fucker)
Take me, Lay me, Break me, Pay me
Everybody wants to save me
Your song and dance, no true romance
So take a chance with me and maybe
You'll be fine, drink some wine
Then in time the sun will shine
Till then, start Givin' Be men, not Childern
Livin', and winnin, Chillin, just kickin'
Back and just dont give a fuck
Cool Hand Nothing out of luck
but still be fine, drink that wine, I'll get yours and say its mine
AND SAY ITS MINE
