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Poetry has no place for a heart that's a whore. And I'm young and I'm strong but I feel old and tired.. Over fired..
And I've been poked and stoked, it's all smoke, there's no more fire
Only desire... For you, whoever you are..? Whoever you are?

You say my time here has been some sort of joke?

That I've been messing around.. Some sort of incubating period for when I really come around, but I'm cracking up..
And you have no idea...
No idea how it feels to be on your own.. In your own home with the FUCKING phone!
And the mother of gloom in your bedroom, standing over your head
with her hand in your head...

I will not pretend! I will not put on a smile! I will not say I'm alright for you
When all I wanted was to be good... To do everything in truth.
To do everything in truth..
Oh I wish, I wish, I wish I was born a man!!
So I could learn how to stand up for myself!!
Like those guys with guitars that I've been watching in bars,
who've been stamping their feet to a different beat..

I will not pretend!! I will not put on a smile!!
I will not say I'm alright for you when all I wanted was to be good..
To do everything in truth

You bloody motherfucking asshole...
You bloody motherfucking asshole.....
You bloody motherfucking asshole......