Ignore Facts

Goodbye, you little shit
I loved you, you sound like a genius
When you cry
Google image hell
I had a vision that made me laugh
We had 18 fingers
And they moved in funny ways

She comes home
Trying to help you
Heart safe with feeble eyes and liar brain
Drinking and drawing
LSD, mouldy bongs
Fuck, fuck, shit, shit, oh

Don't you know better than to follow me?
I'm a girl, so I'm upset
Minor wounds are useful again
Where's my wife?
The less you care
The happier you will be, but thanks for trying
I love to wander around

But do you like where you're headed
Go there again, better scent, different friends
With vague knowledge to help me sleep
Like it or not, conversate, go to hell

She comes home
Trying to help you
Heart safe with feeble eyes and liar brain
Drinking and drawing
LSD, moldy bongs
Fuck, fuck, shit, shit, oh