It all started one day
When I had nothing more to say to you
So I ran over the other way
Love is for morons
But, who's this fucking idiot that I see
Staring right back at me???
Will someone tell me
What's right or wrong anymore?
Cause' everywhere I go
I wonder what I'm searching for
I think of all the times
I've thought of you and masturbated
All this pre-teen shit has got me so frustrated!
Don't turn around
Cause' there's nothing more for you back there
I'd send a postcard
But it'd say how much that I don't care
I'm goin' east to say the least
To see The Queers, how true
I'll be at the Neilhouse
But I'll be without you!
Don't try to tell me you can't have any fun
You played me for a fucking fool
But now you get to be one... don't go
