The Avalanche

You say you want a sensitive man

You only want a man that's sensitive to your needs

You're what they call one of 'em, pretty girls

It just means you live in a different world

Now give me that and give me this

You'll never feel alone, 'cause there's always someone next in line to give you a kiss

And i'm standing right beside you, screaming in your ear

You look away, you pretend not to hear

You're surrounded by yes-men and perverts and viewers

Celebrities and gossip and bitches and rocker boys and industry sluts

That all see you as a

Little piece of meat

Little piece of meat

For them to chew and spit, chew and spit

Chew and spit, chew and spit

You'll bring the love, and i'll bring the avalanche

You'll bring the love, and i'll bring the avalanche

You'll bring the-

You say you want a caring woman

You only want a woman that cares about your needs

You're what they call a manly man

A real go-getter

Your best friends are your best interests

And when people talk, well, you don't listen

Your mother called you? Fuck it

Your sister called you? Fuck it

Your only friend called you? Fuck him!

You're busy playing video games, and you've got to check on the world and investments

Subconscious and spoiled, but you can't admit it

So you make fun of everyone, convince you of women

With cockfights and lunch

And happy hour drinks

Egocentric fucks, insecure and weak

And boring and dull, boring and dull

Lifeless and stuck, lifeless and stuck

You'll bring the love, and i'll bring the avalanche

You'll bring the joy, and i'll bring a bloody axe

You'll bring the faith, i'll bring the fucking facts

You'll bring the-

You'll bring the-

You'll bring the magic, i'll bring the fucking anthrax

You'll bring the press, i'll bring the ol' black Cadillac

Well fuck me, i'm tired

Succulent bitch

You'll bring the-