Your dogs the one that had the puppies
Pick up all their shit
I just got home
I'm on my period
My ceiling leaks
I'm tired of this fucking house
Two years
Just two long years
Till I'm gone
And never coming back
No one took out the trash.
I had to as soon as I got home
I'm a cry baby.
I'm the only one ever called names.
I don't even want to go on this trip anymore.
If I'm gonna be called names.
I'm the one giving up a seat without complaint.
Why do I get picked on?
Is it because I'm fat?
Is it because I'm ugly?
Why?
Just why?
I wish I was young again.
There's no reason for me.
Is there?
I can't do anything right.
Two more years.
