I'm always so full of cum Never run out not even once And I say "Hey man, don't touch that stuff" "You know it's ust not right!" I'm always so full of cum and it makes my brain get really numb And I -

You're in the kitchen crying
Don't make me say I told you so
You're in the kitchen crying
Trust me now I've seen em all

You're in the kitchen crying
You're in the kitchen crying
I saw you in the kitchen crying
You're in the kitchen crying, yeah you're in the kitchen

There's only one type of girl on my mind
She's always on my mind
When I leave the house, I see them outside
They're always on my mind
I think of a girl that I really really need
That money can't buy
I would never be mean to these girls

They're always on my mind

I know a guy who was caught licking leather
He met a nice girl and couldn't forget her
If she borrowed his coat, I'm sure that he let her
Dreamed of tasting a boot so he could know her better

Aww, but she lost interest when he wrote a letter
In this day and age a voice mail

I am a chain worker
Caught in an infinite loop, like a skipping compact disc
My chain provides me with safety
We always know where I am
There's nowhere I can go, where I can't be found
I drink my alcohol deep into the core of my bones
Until it completely dissolves
And

I can't fight the feeling
And I don't know what to do
Have this feeling, how do I show it to you?
Mom and dad don't understand
I'm not their kind of man

Closet marine, marine, woah
Closet marine, marine, I gotta go
Closet marine, marine, nobody has to know
Close

I don't mind stacking up papers in a pile
And i don't care if it takes half an hour to get there
Yeah it's alright, i lose my days and keep my nights
Just let me go and stay away from my home
No i don't mind wearing a plastic smile
And i don't care if i gotta button my shirt

I know there are things going on tonight, but I don't bother
Only ten minutes across town that's right, but I don't bother

I could put on a tight black shirt, but I don't bother
I could hit the gym so it looks real nice, but I don't bother
I could tell a joke and make the whole

I'm right here in my fantasy world
Setting up all my toys
And making movies and songs
In my fantasy world

It's Friday night and Saturday morning
In my fantasy world
Sitting near piles of clothes and drinking a soda
With a slice of pizza in my fantasy world

And

Poke me in the belly button
and you might get a laugh
workin on my cuticles
til my nails are torn in half

Hit my head within your basement
I feel like a giraffe
Startin to feel like a bum
surrounded by the handsome and dumb

half idiot (x8)

Run your hand

I forgot to call myself
I made myself mad
I kept myself up all night
I made myself cry
I was late for my own dinner

I stood myself up
I forgot I had plans with myself
I broke my own heart
He broke his own heart
I broke my own heart
He broke his own heart

I'm sick
I have a headache
I got a fever
I've got a runny nose
I didn't get any sleep last night
Cuz I'm sick
I'm sick I'm sick
I'm dehydrated
I've got diarrhea
I can't keep my food down
My sinuses are clogged
I'm sick! I'm sick
I'm sick
I've g

I've still got you, ice cream
'Cause sometimes life is less than a dream
And all my other friends turn away
I need to be with something I can relate

Just a taste and all my troubles fall behind
Sweet bowl of sugar is there to ease my mind
I shouldn't need it but sometim

I sleep in my bed
Window over my head
Quiet and nothing said
Quilt a shade of red

Rug lays on my floor
Couple feet from my door
White walls nothing more
That's the end of the tour

I lay there every night
Do it all over again
Ceiling fan waves goodbye

Take both thumbs and dig them in
Stop my flesh from tightening
Rub my back like a champion

Grind your palm into my spine
Weigh me down and re-align
Crack my neck, it's worth your time

Relieve pressure from my head
Rub my back and yank my toes
Relieve the press

So you wanna tell me that I'm lazy?
I'm really just your laid-back man
So you're trying to find where the spark went?
Well I'll get around to that when I can
Take all my faults and twist them in your head

'Til I look like a sweet and thoughtful man
Romanticize me
So

I've got something to tell you
I hope you don't take it wrong
You've got a secret admirer
And I think he's writing a song

He's a mysterious guy alright
I'll give you a clue who it is
And I'll throw in a couple of guesses
He's in the music biz

He keeps his tong

You know I've got an ugly twin
He looks just like me, he's got a stupid grin
He always follows me, he knows where I've been
When he's around you know I just can't win
I've got a nasty twin
Follows me to town on his stupid Schwinn
He looks just like me, he's got a stupid g

There's some cigarette butts in the street
But the wind came and blew them all away
There's a couple of ladies in the nail salon

I don't think they have anything to say
There's some cigarette butts in the street
And the wind blew them all away
I think I see a girl in th