Neilhouse
It all started that one day
when I had nothing more to say
to you so I ran the other way.
Love is for morons,
but who's this fucking idiot
that I see staring right back at me?
Will someone tell me
what's right or wrong anymore?
Cause everywhere I go
I wonder what I'm searching for.
I think of all the times
I've thought of you and masturbated.
All this pre-teen shit has
got me so frustrated!
Don't turn around cause
there's nothing more for
you back there.
I'd send a postcard,
but it'd say how much
that I don't care.
I'm going east to say the least,
to see The Queers, how true.
I'll be at the Neilhouse
but I'll be without you!
Don't try to tell me
you can't have any fun.
You played me for a
fucking fool but
now you get to be one...
don't go.
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