I'm not into false feelings of self-pity And I don't cry that much But I feel like a cripple A little orphan that's lost his little crutch Isn't it true she's a lyin' suicidal fool Always testin' her luck And when I'm with her I wanna be without her again As soon as I can before I get stuck Need her to make my life more complicated Need her to get myself all constipated Need her like a knife stickin' in my back Need her to get me off the right track I need her chokin' me to the d**h Missiles and rockets hidden in her pockets And I'm tryin' to stay out a range But she says I'm an amateuristic son of a b**h And she scores another point again When she slams the door behind her And I know I won't see her for at least another month or so My blood starts boilin' and I feel like screamin' That I goddamn need her so But when I'm with her I wanna be without her again As soon as I can That's the way it always goes