The Rear Admirals - Lemon Lime Bitter and Twisted Lyrics

Well I didn't go out too much
I was working hard to take you to lunch
And running around to buy you stuff
I'm sorry

I spent four years of my life
Thinking there's a good chance you could be my wife
And know that you're gone I feel I'm in strife
And I'm f*cked, f*cked, f*cked, f*cked
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

I could wait tables for the rest of my days
Working off my ass for a minimum wage
And chasing girls that are underage
I'm sorry; it's just not me

You said you hate girls with no self-respect
Well I love girls with no gag reflex
Going nowhere in life but still getting a head
I'm happy

How you going to find another boy that can manage
22-tonnes of emotional baggage
Good luck cramming that in the wedding carriage
My darling

I could wait tables for the rest of my days
Working off my ass for a minimum wage
And chasing girls that are underage
I'm sorry; it's just not me