Bootlicker

Skinny girl makes me anxious
Skinny love makes me tired
Bitty boy thinks he knows me but he doesn't, though he tries
cll around is a madhouse
cnd I'm a freak at your show
You sit down with a grimace as i lick up the dirt from the soles of your boots
Used and abused
I pretend like my life doesn't depend on it

Sometimes I can't listen to music
Cause I end up turning green
Bet you'd find that amusing 
You always liked when i got mean
Oh i held my tongue and i was patient
It's what a lady's meant to do
Now i'm not sure if i should take it
Or if i can forgive you-
Put me through it
cnd even though i hate you, i feel like I blew it

Pretty boy makes me nervous
Never know what he'll do
Tell him you're with the circus
Watch him skin you like a fruit