i ve got too much on my mind plus your mind on my plate i ve got a fucked up sense of what they call love and hate i d like to place my hand on your neck once more and this time i ll squeeze even after you leak on my floor i ve got too much time on my hands these days and i feel my idle hands starting to wander away i think i ll just sit alone in my absent brain it s not like i ve got anywhere else to spend my day i swear to not i swear to not i swear to not i swear to not i am a bastard i am a fatherless hope you told me faster down on the floor on all fours i am a bastard i am a bastard i am a bastard i swear to not i swear to not i swear to not i swear to not2