There's a bug on the wall beside my free lamp
I killed him last week and this week named him Frank
I had a boss named Frank. He was a f*ckwit
He looked like a cartoon ghost who liked to eat kids
And writing that line, I made myself laugh
This poor bug on the wall and I are having a blast
Harsh marks by the linen cupboard on the shiny part of the floor
Deep breaths within the empty room where I slept each night before
A dark mark upon the counter top from something far too hot
And a panic attack at Christmas time and then work at nine o'clock
The first few nights were a bit rough
But she told me she cried for one fourth of a month
And I gotta say, that made me feel better
About leaving on lights at night to avoid my reflection
And if you stop and listen to the sound of a house
You'll start naming dead bugs just to know who's around
Who's around
Who's around
Who's around
Harsh marks by the linen cupboard on the shiny part of the floor
Deep breaths within the empty room where I slept each night before
A dark mark upon the counter top from something far too hot
And a panic attack at Christmas time and then work at nine o'clock
I thank you, I love you
I thank you, I love you
But I hate that it's still hot
I thank you, I love you
But I hate that it's so hot
I thank you, I love you
At nine o'clock