Big Nasty
Tell me why I am the one that gets beat on
Yeah, I am the one who gets stoned
Strike low like your mama taught and
Guilt me into things that I don't wanna do and
Anything else that I can
I can
I will for you
Can't feel bad if I don't have feeling
You never fucking thank me
For the way you feel inside
Days go by while thorns twist in my side
Oh oh, you better fuckin thank me
I'm not fine
All I want to do is just say bye
Time crawls slowly ever done a one way road
That I'm cruising towards an early shallow grave
Ooo! Little did I think that everyone I see
Cannot try to stop her cause she's Jesus on the cross
And I'm Judas so just
Kiss me then betray
Days go by and I don't have feeling
You never fuckin thank me
For the way you feel inside
Days go by while thorns twist in my side
Oh you better fuckin thank me
Save my line
All I want to do is just say bye, bye, bye
Don't wanna talk about it
Do you write songs about me?
Do you write songs about me?
Well I do, fuck you, here it goes
You get away from me
You better fucking thank me
For how I'm feeling
The way you want to move
I'll tell you, I'll tell you
I'll tell you, oh let me tell you
Thank you
Yeah, I am the one who gets stoned
Strike low like your mama taught and
Guilt me into things that I don't wanna do and
Anything else that I can
I can
I will for you
Can't feel bad if I don't have feeling
You never fucking thank me
For the way you feel inside
Days go by while thorns twist in my side
Oh oh, you better fuckin thank me
I'm not fine
All I want to do is just say bye
Time crawls slowly ever done a one way road
That I'm cruising towards an early shallow grave
Ooo! Little did I think that everyone I see
Cannot try to stop her cause she's Jesus on the cross
And I'm Judas so just
Kiss me then betray
Days go by and I don't have feeling
You never fuckin thank me
For the way you feel inside
Days go by while thorns twist in my side
Oh you better fuckin thank me
Save my line
All I want to do is just say bye, bye, bye
Don't wanna talk about it
Do you write songs about me?
Do you write songs about me?
Well I do, fuck you, here it goes
You get away from me
You better fucking thank me
For how I'm feeling
The way you want to move
I'll tell you, I'll tell you
I'll tell you, oh let me tell you
Thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Skope
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