3 sequencial songs for the shattered hopeful on valentines day

Feb 12, 2005 19:33


Piss off
Piss off the wrong people and they send you to jail
Piss off the right people and they tell you you’re charming
I said, “How come we never kiss when we're sober?”
And he said, “Mary, you ask too many questions.”

I hope I’m never satisfied
Yeah, I hope I’m never satisfied

Rip off the wrong people and they send you to jail
Rip off the right people and they say you show initiative
I said, “How come we only fuck when you want to?”
And he said, “Mary, you ask too many questions.”

Piss on the wrong people and they send you to jail
Piss on the right people and they say you're an artist
I said, “How come you never tell me you love me?”
He said, “I don’t. And that’s enough with the questions.”

And it feels so good to be misunderstood.



Valentine
Don’t give a damn what it’s all about
I just wanna see how it all turns out
My mind’s skin tight, but my skin’s so loose
Everclear is apple juice, I’m swinging from a liquid noose

Get me drunk and get in line
I’m everybody’s valentine
Meet me in a few more sips
Kiss my red apocalips

I will never be ignored
I may be a slut, but I’m never bored
I’ll go down on anything
Cage that bird and watch her sing

High on life, but it’s not mine
Everybody’s valentine
Damaged goods all bought and sold
Cunt’s cast iron but my heart’s pure gold

Drunk is: opening a wound half-healed
Drunk is: every little fantasy revealed
Drunk is: babble on ’til everybody thinks they see your soul
Drunk is: going from control freak to a freak with no control

Fill my hole with cum and wine
I’m everybody’s valentine
This bitter little mouth is my only claim to fame
’Cause once you’ve given head, nothing ever tastes the same

Drunk is: opening a wound half-healed
Drunk is: every bit of cruelty revealed
Drunk is: turning my shame into my pride
Drunk is: always a bridesmaid, never a bride



The World Is Full Of Bastards
He said, “Mary is the rarest gem
And she’s the wildest flower.
I’ll make my Mary merrier
With every passing hour.”

So I made a certain sacrifice
As soon as we were through
I said, “Your Mary loves you, lad.”
And he said, “‘Mary’ who?”

You don’t know if an apple’s rotten
’Til you take a bite
You don’t know if there’s breakfast comin’
’Til you spend the night

And I’m sure I’ll kiss my share of frogs
Before my time is done
The world is full of bastards
And I’ve dated every one

Eh, the lad was oh-so-generous
Much more than you would think
He didn’t have a license
But he still drove me to drink

And I had no insecurities
So he gave me some of his
But I didn’t need his sorrow, man
I’m Irish as it is

You don’t know if the beer is bitter
’Til you buy a glass
You don't know if your peace of mind
Is just a piece of ass

And I’m sure I’ll kiss my share of frogs
Before my time is done
The world is full of bastards
And I’ve dated every one
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