And the punchline's like this.
And this punchline's like this.
And I mean it.
Girl trouble.
The very second girls enter a life
I believed all the hype and felt all the strife of
Just another little boy with a heart
Falling for all the tarts who are beautiful and smart
But now my eyes are open, I think I've sobered up
So now I'm feeling righteous, virtuous, we've gotta start
I've finally reached acceptance, the 5 stages of b******
Misogynistic like a leaned back cholo flipping switches
No lie she's the devil dude
A s**y beast no doubt with an attitude
You both want the same thing but sadly she just doesn't want it nearly as bad as you
No need to believe in me but she'll burn ya up quick like a laser beam
Crazy to the extreme, it'll make ya scream
Won't be happy till she's published in a magazine
On the cover no doubt, her kiss is a sound
Telling you she has no plans on being devout
Don't gotta be Sherlock Holmes just to figure it out
I've seen this cookie crumble one too many times before
So if anybody's bothering Beefy I'm out the door
With the quickness, this is a sickness that sadly doesn't have an antidote but
If you listen to what I'm speaking hopefully you won't end up the dope
Good luck.
Got your hands up? Well put em back down
I'm about to fill your head with some bitter sweet sound
Punch me out in three rounds, watching me hit the ground and
When ya hear the bell it's over soldier
Now I've got nobody in my corner stoner
People thinking that Beefy is such a loner so
Maybe you should deliver the knockout
And maybe eat my heart so you know there's no doubt
We're both angry that we traveled this route
Saw ya start to pout when I finally broke out
Back in the fall, push me up against the wall
It would lead to making out, not this all out brawl
I wanna die, used to laugh now we cry
Blaming me for everytime you told me goodbye
Too busy with your life and no time for mine
We're in love, but we never seem to intertwine.
I can see it's a mistake for me to let you in
And put myself inside a bad situation again
But this wouldn't be the first time, would it?
I know about the voodoo that you do but still I never understood it
Where is my mind?!
I relate to Black Francis
I look into your eyes and now I'm taking bad chances
Your advances, leaving me pantless
I give you the chance, you'll b*** my head off like a Mantis
So outside of causing drama and HEAD trauma
I've gotta wonder if your re-emergence has a purpose
Cause it's worthless, if you wanna re-gain trust
And it's a MUST... that you catch a Greyhound Bus
To where you're headed, you can forget it, that time passed
Long ago
You tempt me but you're empty and it's time for you to go
You're Betty Rubble 'cause we used to make the bed rock
Out of wedlock, but now you gotta get lost
I THINK THAT
You're more trouble than you're worth
IT'S TIME WE FACE THE FACT
That this isn't gonna work
I KNOW WE'VE HAD OUR LAUGHS
But somebody always seems to get hurt
So hurt
And this punchline's like this.
And I mean it.
Girl trouble.
The very second girls enter a life
I believed all the hype and felt all the strife of
Just another little boy with a heart
Falling for all the tarts who are beautiful and smart
But now my eyes are open, I think I've sobered up
So now I'm feeling righteous, virtuous, we've gotta start
I've finally reached acceptance, the 5 stages of b******
Misogynistic like a leaned back cholo flipping switches
No lie she's the devil dude
A s**y beast no doubt with an attitude
You both want the same thing but sadly she just doesn't want it nearly as bad as you
No need to believe in me but she'll burn ya up quick like a laser beam
Crazy to the extreme, it'll make ya scream
Won't be happy till she's published in a magazine
On the cover no doubt, her kiss is a sound
Telling you she has no plans on being devout
Don't gotta be Sherlock Holmes just to figure it out
I've seen this cookie crumble one too many times before
So if anybody's bothering Beefy I'm out the door
With the quickness, this is a sickness that sadly doesn't have an antidote but
If you listen to what I'm speaking hopefully you won't end up the dope
Good luck.
Got your hands up? Well put em back down
I'm about to fill your head with some bitter sweet sound
Punch me out in three rounds, watching me hit the ground and
When ya hear the bell it's over soldier
Now I've got nobody in my corner stoner
People thinking that Beefy is such a loner so
Maybe you should deliver the knockout
And maybe eat my heart so you know there's no doubt
We're both angry that we traveled this route
Saw ya start to pout when I finally broke out
Back in the fall, push me up against the wall
It would lead to making out, not this all out brawl
I wanna die, used to laugh now we cry
Blaming me for everytime you told me goodbye
Too busy with your life and no time for mine
We're in love, but we never seem to intertwine.
I can see it's a mistake for me to let you in
And put myself inside a bad situation again
But this wouldn't be the first time, would it?
I know about the voodoo that you do but still I never understood it
Where is my mind?!
I relate to Black Francis
I look into your eyes and now I'm taking bad chances
Your advances, leaving me pantless
I give you the chance, you'll b*** my head off like a Mantis
So outside of causing drama and HEAD trauma
I've gotta wonder if your re-emergence has a purpose
Cause it's worthless, if you wanna re-gain trust
And it's a MUST... that you catch a Greyhound Bus
To where you're headed, you can forget it, that time passed
Long ago
You tempt me but you're empty and it's time for you to go
You're Betty Rubble 'cause we used to make the bed rock
Out of wedlock, but now you gotta get lost
I THINK THAT
You're more trouble than you're worth
IT'S TIME WE FACE THE FACT
That this isn't gonna work
I KNOW WE'VE HAD OUR LAUGHS
But somebody always seems to get hurt
So hurt