(yawn).. .. . Make
me miss amerika Rip
it when we're 6 yeah Lock
her in her room now Tell
me it's my birthday- I
don't care Rub.
her face in glass Dad Try
to kick some a Dad** Tell
me who's insane man Throw
up exrery other day- I
don't care Cross.
my legs and hold it in Say
you wish you had no ears Funny
how she don't exist Mommy
chained her up instead- I
don't care Fill
me with yr lies boy Don't,
matter wasn't real She
don't wanna be my friend But
I can't stand her anyways I
can't go home again But
I'm still a good tax break Cut
us off at the hearts Scabs
grow thicker by the years- I
don't care Splitting.
hairs and doing time Slap
me till I feel fine Who
commits the real crime Will?
you ever be mine
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And I Live In A Town Where The Boys... Lyrics

Bratmobile – And I Live In A Town Where The Boys... Lyrics