Lyrics

I hate the way that I look in my own clothes I wear my wife's when I got to the town You think it's gross when I'm wearing her panty hoes You call me sick and you call me a clown I think I may, I think I might have human tonight Don't come to me, cause I'm coming to you I think I may, I think I might have you for a bite I'm gonna cook me up some he-man stew Cause transvestites can be cannibals too And I'll feel better after I eat you Cause I hate people when they're not polite If you end up on my table then it serves you right And when I was young, I wore my sister's clothes I liked to paint my nails and I had secrets no one knows But now that I'm grown up I cook dinner for my wife I still carry my secrets along with a butcher's knife I hate the popular people Cause I ain't popular I'll eat these words tomorrow Cause I'm bipolar It's okay to be different Unless you're all by yourself You think you're so fucking special But you're just like everyone else I just don't understand the reason why I sin Why can't I be a bigger man and walk away When you tear me down and make me feel like I'm worth nothing But then again I'm sure that you deserve what you'll be getting And when I was young, I wore my sister's clothes I liked to paint my nails and I had secrets no one knows But now that I'm grown up I cook dinner for my wife I still carry my secrets along with a butcher's knife All right Do you don't like being tied up Well I don't like being mean You're so shallow minded you think I'm only what you see Take me out of the heard and put me on display in front of your friends Not knowing that this mistake could lead to your miserable end Cause I'm rude, I'm ugly, I'm everything you hate And I'm here tonight to put you on my plate I don't care for your opinion I don't want your point of view Tonight I'll have a feast with compliments to you And when I was young, I wore my sister's clothes I liked to paint my nails and I had secrets no one knows But now that I'm grown up I cook dinner for my wife I still carry my secrets along with a butcher's knife
Writer(s): Joseph Whiteford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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