3rd Alley - Grief lyrics

rate me

Why you got to be bringing me grief

stealing all my time I should be calling you thief

so you fell in when I left the seat up

you should’ve turned around and looked

before planting your skinny ass butt

what am I looking at what am I feeling right now

why you got to be bringing me down

increasing my lack of money

cha-ching ain’t a pleasant sound

I turn the A/C up, you turn the A/C down

It’s like a circus on our not so merry go round

I’m tired, I’m sick, I can be a dick,

If your shrink don’t save you, ooh ooh

Then I’d have no clue what to do

If valium don’t calm you, ooh ooh

Then maybe a shovel will do

Pick me up don’t be late, pay for my food but no touchin’ my plate

Open my door, pull out my chair, you better notice when I style my hair

You didn’t call, you didn’t wait, I could just slap you right here on your face

well Oh my girl the tables have turned,

I’m gonna stay til my tan lines have burned

Take out the trash, fill up my tank,

say bye to your friends cause your locked on my chain

Say by to all of that your ass is mine,

for all of your years or maybe just nine

blah, blah, blah, @#$%@^^ @#$&^%*$^##$ #$%^#$%^#$%

Why you got to be acting all insane

Neither jenny jones or jenny craig

could ease my endless pain

I know I should give up

I know I should give in

But round here that there we call Sinny sin, sin

I’m tired, I’m worn, my side aches from your thorn