Every Time I Look You In The Eyes I Send You To The Grave

And your best friend's, ex-girlfriend's
Younger sister's mate, knew before I did

No, I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it anymore
Doesn't help anyone
Doesn't do any good
But you'd do something else
If you only could

And I wish I could grow up
Wish I could be well behaved
But every time I look you in the eyes
I send you to the grave

And that stupid, pretty-boy
With his obtuse quips
With his eyes on your mouth
My heart slowly rips

This itch, this burn
This pain, this strain
Dealing, turned out
That we don't need to
Help it go away
So that's what
Leaving me
The gift you gave him

I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it anymore