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Black eyes and blacker hearts Make for a awful wedding day There was no denying it was in the cards But we denied it anyway Few letters and fewer calls I wish I dind't give a shit Midnight movies and walks through malls And you can bet that they'll be missed I wet the bed, the hooker got mad I said "Shut up, you're not my dad Don't tell me what to do I'll piss on what I like Incuding you Beer bottles and half-priced green are littered on the floor I can't recall how long it's been since you walked out that door Skulls and hearts and razorblades, They clutter up my dreams And that's just fine I've no complaints besides undying screams I wet the bed, the hooker got mad I said"Shut up, you're not my dad Don't tell me what to do I'm pissed off at you I wet the bed, I didn't care Nothing to eat, no clothes to wear Don't tell me what to do I'm pissed off, and I like it Thank god for you Aus Songtexte Mania