holly

Holly, you ruined me You rung me out and tied up my feet Now I can't think for myself I guess I'll live my life on the shelf Take me to your little friend's house Spew at me what life is about I'll lug it back to my friends Covet your attention when you Treat me like you treat yourself Then I should know how to feel Drag me to the tip of the really tall tree To find nothing but fucking leaves I don't do it for you I don't do it for you I don't do it for you I don't do it for you Holly, you make me mean Now I can't tell the difference between When good things make me feel nice And when I've been craving a really sharp knife I want to be clear I want to be clear I want to be clear I want to be clear Treat me like you treat yourself Then I should know how to feel Drag me to the tip of the really tall tree To find nothing but fucking leaves I don't do it for you I don't do it for you I don't do it for you I don't do it for you