Butterfingers - Happy Well Adjusted Psychopath lyrics

Aunt flow she comes to visit, The day my baby goes away, And hit the household like a blizzard, And leaves the place in disarray, She'll ride a crimson tide, Upon a white cotton horse, A qualified tour guide, Around the grounds for divorce because of course, She's a happy well-adjusted psychopath She's a happy well-adjusted psychopath She can be so sweet, When she's being herself, But the demon beneath, Should seek professional help, She's got an urge to k**, Like some kind of maniac, I tried to call up doctor Phil, (hello?) I want my girlfriend back this b**h is wak, She's a happy well-adjusted psychopath She's a happy well-adjusted psychopath Cause she's happy and she's sad and she's Doing what she can just to Keep it on an evenish keel, But you have to understand that the Rag is at her glands and she Can't control the way that she feels, She can function day to day if you Stay out of her way or she could Slay you for the evening meal, And anything you say could be Taken in a way she finds Offensive with a penchant to k**, She's a happy well-adjusted psychopath