do it yourself
driveby truckers
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My daddy called me on a Friday morning
So sad to tell me just what you'd done
You tried so hard to make us all hate you
But I think you was the only one
Sick, tired, pissed and wired
You never thought about anyone else
You tried in vain to find something to kill you
In the end you had to do it yourself
Who's to blame for the loveless marriage?
Who's to blame for the broken band?
You ran from life and all its pleasures
Your own teeth marks in your own damn hand
Thrown out before the date expired
You'd rather die than let anyone help
You'd rather die than take a stab at living
Nothing will kill you so you do it yourself
Everyone has those times when the night's so long
The dead air lies and stares you down
Living back up in the microphone
And turning demons into walls of goddamn noise and sound
And it's a sorry thing to do to your sweet sister
A sorry thing to do to your little boy
A sorry thing to do to the folks who loved you
Your mama and daddy lost their only boy
And some might say I should cut you slack
But you worked so hard at unhappiness
Living too hard just couldn't kill you
So in the end you had to do it yourself
Living too hard just couldn't kill you
So in the end you had to do it yourself