I've got a little suicide machine
You can't get strapped in
If you don't come clean
I've got a breathalyzer
Polygraph, let's put ya to the fest
You've got tack in your show
A mouthful of bullshit
I don't even wanto to know
I'm sick and tired of investigating what is right
You can smell it on your breath
If you can't see it in your eyes
I know i know i know we did nothing
You know you know you're completely fucking stupid
So come on come on come on
Come on come on shut up
You were always an asshole
I suppose that i was blinded until now
Well absence makes the heart grow fond
It's only made this one grow sour
I know i know i know we did nothing
You know you know you're completely fucking stupid
So come on come on come on
Come on come on shut up
