Well, I just don't know why Or how you could think I should be satisfied Watching you getting no storm But I know you'll find somebody new To take your drunk ass home I don't care what Bill or Jason knows This ain't had the place it wishes it was Now I'm simply tired of hanging round So I'm leaving in the morning You and your ugly town is burning Ain't coming back as I found out it's burning down I won't apologize for not giving a damn All the cynical bastards you know that I am I'm just gonna walk out the door Just can't find a scissor hanging around You and this twisted big resting breathing ground anymore