Sick 'Em

I'm tired of you always put me down Push me around Tell me what to do Tell me i don't care about you You drive me up the wall Out the window Down the street To another block To another house You're drivin' me away You're drivin' me away Whadya talkin

She had the cool and distant gaze Of a girl who wasn't raised Because she's self-made Now a woman not fazed By the other's selfish rage She made love She didn't get laid She made love She didn't get laid And the drum was always going When the beer wa

Guns in the desk ?? Said I don't wanna talk to people outta my hands Gun was on the floor I had a healthy mind Now I'm in the sixteenth [pre]cinct tonight I wanna gun Give me a gun To see your fear And watch you run Well you think you're cool And mak

I'm still recoverin' from you whiplash love Hit and run It's not like I was taken for a ride We never even got inside Hit and run So when in lust you trust You're gonna get left in the dust Oh when in lust you trust You're gonna get left in the dust

You kissed me once And you kissed me twice With your mess of slobbering lips With dribble in my brow (bra??) I wait until you turned around And wiped it on my pant leg Oh now I'll sign this paper for everyone to see And now I'm up here singing for ev