You don’t know how I feel
You don’t have a fucking clue
And if you think
We’re in the pink
Then I’ve got news for you
"All my life's buried here, heap earth upon it"
You don’t know how I feel
You don’t have a fucking clue
And if you think
We’re in the pink
Then I’ve got news for you
It’s
not
about
what
she
didOr
what
he did
either
to be
fairIt’s
about
how
it has
made
me feelFor
the
rest
I could
not
care