I used to want you Now I want to make you nervous Now I want to make you hate Now I want to make you crazy So that we could still relate And we could get drunk all night And in the morning ride your Motorcycle through the dirt road Countryside Like we used to
I used to need you Now I need to fuck up your life Cause you pain and strife Stab you in the heart With a rusty knife Then maybe you'd still be a Skitzed out freak and maybe You'd still like me And at least you'd still be interesting