Veronica Hates Me

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

She always has something to say to ruin an otherwise nice day
She always has to start a fight
She doesn't like the way I think
She don't understand why I must drink to go out on Friday night
But I know what she's doing, I know that I'm losing
I know that she's screwing me

Veronica doesn't like the way I dress
(Veronica hates me)
Veronica thinks my hair is such a mess
(Veronica hates me)
Why the deposition?
Veronica's definition of love is hate
Veronica hates me
Veronica hates me

She thinks I oughta get a job
And quit taking up space on her couch
With my hand deep in my crotch
She don't know how to shut her mouth
I don't know what I'd do without her around to drag me down
She asks me when is the wedding, and I'm getting ready
To yank out the net and push

Veronica doesn't like the way I dress
(Veronica hates me)
Veronica thinks my hair is such a mess
(Veronica hates me)
Why the deposition?

Veronica's definition of love is hate
Veronica hates me
Veronica hates me
Veronica hates me
I'm a nobody, no
Veronica hates me

One, two, three, four

Veronica won't leave me alone
Veronica won't leave me alone
Veronica won't leave me alone
Veronica won't leave me alone
Veronica won't leave me alone
Veronica won't leave me alone
Veronica won't leave me alone
Veronica won't leave me alone