I've leaned too hard on my crutches
Wherever I walk I'm as easy to stalk as a scrapper without the punches
And it tastes just like it smells
From the first bite I could tell the cake was poison
It tastes just like it smells
From the first bite I could tell the cake was poison
Now in order to get around in a matter that's sound
I have to throw all s**ers
But the thing that s**s is that it only works once
On one dumb s**er
And it tastes just like it smells
From the first bite I could tell the cake was poison
I don't know why...
I took that bite...
With moves like an alley cat - "Hey are you gonna finish that?"
We'll be knocking over garbage cans
But if they're home there'll be a change in plans
I'm a habit former - should I structure my life
With all good habits and a motherly wife?
It's just another excuse so I can never grow up
And can pee in my pants like a two-week-old pup
In my eyes my tears are all wellared
And I'm proud to admit that I'm a cowardly fellar
You'll be taken care of if you admit that you're yellar
Admit that you're yellar you admit that you're yellar
You're yellar - you're yellar - you're yellar - you're yellar