Neilhouse

Artists : Ataris, The : Neilhouse

It all started out one day when I had nothing more to say to you so I ran the other way
Love is for morons, but who's this f***ing idiot that I see staring right back at me?
Will someone tell me what's right or wrong anymore?
It seems everywhere I go I wonder what I'm searching for
I think of all the times I've thought of you and masturbated
And all this pre-teen s*** has got me so frustrated
Don't turn around 'cause there's nothing more for you back there
I'd send a postcard but it'd say how much that I don't care
I'm going east to say the least to see The Queers, how true
I'll be at the Neilhouse, but I'll be without you
Don't try to tell me you can't have any fun
You played me for a f***ing fool, but now you get to be one, don't go!