She Said

Feel myself getting ill by your generosity We fight

we scream you pack up can't get away from me You call

it torture I call it unconditional love You never leave

me I treat you just like shit



"It's just you," she said,

"I'm so frightened by the things that you do" Invisible

she said, "it's the only thing that I'm good for"



And on my soul you bled with welfare dollars fed You

lay around naked you yelled and screamed for more woke

up this morning got right out of bed same thing as

yesterday get drunk get high and act real dead



"It's just you," she said,

"I'm so frightened by the things that you do" Invisible

she said, "it's the only thing that I'm good for"



Shot gun plastered to my hand I'm blasting through

the front door Fill you full of lead so cool,

Dying in the street man we got good seats to this sick

town runaround hit you when you're looking down