Loveless

Why do I smell whiskey on your breath?

And I knew you liked her best.

Always thinkin’ in my head,

And just lying here in bed.

Maybe I need a bit of rest,

Wishing my head was on your chest.

But you’re always abusing me,

And you’re so drunk that you can’t see.

 

Books come at my flying,

And you know s**t, I’m just not buyin’.

And I can’t do anything about it,

While you’re throwing your big fit.

I don’t even know what to do,

Just looking up and seeing you.

You know, I hate it every day,

So I’m just there and I just lay.

 

Does she know the real side?

Do you take and make her bind?

You stupid little piece of s**t,

I’m getting tired and sick of it.

So just please let me now go,

And let this be over, The horrible show