You walked out after you wiped your feet
You spent so much time screaming you never heard me speak
You showed me your knife, I heard all all about your wounds
and I bled to death while you watched cartoons
You twisted the handle, you played with the blade
You offered me a drink; fuckin' lemonade
You got up to change the channel when I looked concerned
and I switched the drinks while your back was turned
CHORUS:
Well, how do you think I feel?
Well, how do you think I feel?
Well, how do you think I feel?
You poison my cup and then act hurt when I don't drink up
You walked out after you wiped your feet
How do you think I feel? How do you think I feel?
You poison my cup and then act hurt when I don't drink up
| 1 | Calling from the Lord |
| 2 | If you love her, buy her a gun |
| 3 | Government cheque |
| 4 | Biff bang pow |
| 5 | Just buy it |
| 6 | About to drown |
| 7 | Sucked into Drugland |
| 8 | We love you, Tipper Gore |
| 9 | Nobody to vote for |