Dill Pickles

It's not fair The way that you look at me and everything that I do You've been crawling at night and scaring the hell out of everyone But you're scared of everyone and how that f*ck does that make any sense? I found out your secrets You left them in the back of my car They're dried out and stale They were left out in the sun And why are you still listening? Why haven't you figured it out? You're leaving me out to dry, but I've still got this wet in my eyes I found out your secrets You left them in the back of my car They're dried out and stale They were left out in the sun It's not fair The way you don't believe The way you can't even see the way you don't believe in me