Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole

(专辑： Thank You To The Flowers - 2020)

Poetry has no place for a heart that's a whore
And I'm young and I'm strong, but I feel old and tired, overfired
And I've been poked and stoked, it's all smoke, there's no more fire, only desire

For you, whoever you are
For you, whoever you are

You say my time here has been some sort of joke, I've been messing around
Some sort of incubating period for when I really come around
But I'm cracking up, and you have no idea, no idea

How it feels to be on your own, in your own home
With the fucking phone and the mother of gloom
In your bedroom standing over your head
With her hands in your head, with her hand in your head

I will not pretend, I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you when
All I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth, to do everything in truth

Oh, I wish, I wish, I wish I was born a man
So I could learn how to stand up for myself like those guys with guitars
I've been watching in bars, who've been stamping their feet
To a different beat, to a different beat
To a different beat

I will not pretend, I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you when
All I wanted was to be good
To do everything in truth, to do everything in truth

You bloody motherfucking asshole
You bloody motherfucking asshole
You bloody motherfucking asshole
You bloody motherfucking asshole
You bloody motherfucking asshole
Oh, you bloody

I will not pretend, I will not put on a smile
I will not say I'm all right for you
For you whoever you are, for you whoever you are
For you, whoever you are