you know i cannot stand your love for alcohol you re such a tall man but you re looking kind of small i ll send you movie stills to rid you of your ills because you re ill now you re finding out i m hard to please you d better watch your mouth you ll bring a girl close to tears i ripped up my lyric book gave myself the blackest look black looks you would think by now i wouldn t miss this place it makes my poor legs weak and my sweet heart start to race to race yeah to race