Letra de And i live in a town where the boys...

. . . . . (yawn)
Make me miss amerika
rip it when we´re 6 yeah
lock her in her room now
tell me it´s my birthday-
i don´t care.
rub her face in glass Dad
try to kick some ass Dad
tell me who´s insane man
throw up exrery other day-
i don´t care.
cross my legs and hold it in
say you wish you had no ears
funny how she don´t exist
mommy chained her up instead-
i don´t care
fill me with yr lies boy,
don´t matter wasn´t real
she don´t wanna be my friend
but i can´t stand her anyways
i can´t go home again
but i´m still a good tax break
cut us off at the hearts
scabs grow thicker by the years-
i don´t care.
splitting hairs and doing time
slap me till i feel fine
who commits the real crime?
will you ever be mine?