What's the matter with you what's the matter with
me
I think we've got each other's disease
You look at me like I'm out of my head
I look at you and I wish you were dead
I've got a bad thing for girls like you
But I guess you know that cause you do too
I wonder how I ever got into this mess
And you're still wearing that same ugly dress
I asked my mama for help and she told me son
If that's the best you can do then you'd better get a
gun
And blow your brains out all over the place
At least you'll die with a smile on your face
But she was just joking at least I think she was
She's got a funny way of doing that I think it's
because
She's sick of all my problems and she's not the only
one
My brain's tied up in knots and it's not that much
fun
So what's the big deal my friends all ask me
You've got a beautiful girlfriend you should be
happy
She's brilliant she's wise in good taste too
And I have to admit that you really know how to do
All the things a man could ever want in a lover
And I never really thought about looking for
another
But sometimes when I look at you I just wanna
choke
I never knew love could be such a bad joke
Pretty soon we'll get married raise a family
And our kids will all be just as fucked up as me
We'll live stupidly ever after and I know it's no lie
Cause people like us are too boring to die
We'll watch TV when we're old and grey
And what's left of our brains will just drift away
Our friends all say we're a pick to click
I wanna love you but you make me sick
