All you do is scream and shout
i don't know even know what about
you have no smile on your face
what the hell am i suppose to embrace
you say shitty things
and some may be true
but that doesn't give you the right
to do what you do
i get headaches and heartaches
from all this yelling
i get pissed off and tired
of all the doors slamming
i hate when things
get thrown around
you call yourself a man
a man who doesn't know how to stand his ground
you're not the man, you're all screwed up
and i know, you're someone i can't trust
