Reese

What you shoulda been What you woulda been But there ain't no problem now What's your middle name? Are you often blamed? Do you care about the cost? Where's the middle again? Can I get back there? Well, I won't let them talk Well, it's at it again And it heads to its home On the north end of redded woe Well, I won't be ready to go I'll deny A little bit older now Out in the wilderness With some valedictorian You had wagered up your torch And then you lost your paraffin Off the dead stump up the trees Oh, your head, it split the crease And the ghosts you may never know You will never mend I will never end And I went off then To the meadowlands Where yer momma can't That's a boundary pass on it What you woulda been What you shoulda been died Well I'm more than that Well I'm more than that Well I'm more than that Well I'm more Well I'm more than that Well I'm more than that Well I'm more than that Well I'm more Well, I'm more than that Well, I'm more than that Well, I'm more than that Well, I'm more Well, I'm more than that Well, I'm more than that Well, I'm more than that Well, I'm more (here we go) What's that supposed to mean? It is over me, all before 11:30 And by noon I'll be dreadin' everythin' I won't belabor points, but I will hit you in the head I won't belabor points, but I will hit it on the head I won't belabor points, but I will hit you on the head I won't belabor points, but I will hit it on the head