John, I wrote you a song,
Despite the fact you did me wrong.
And John, I don't know what the fuck is going on with you,
But something ain't right.

You tell me that you like me
Then you go kismesis

Why you do this to me, fuckass?
I'm flushed, it's
It's killing me
Can't you see?
Can't do much auspistising at all,
Cause I'm stuck in this quadrant with you

John, I wrote you this song
In hopes that you would sing along.
And John I've been working my ass off for you
Cause something ain't right

You tell me that you like me
Then you go kismesis
Why you do this to me, fuckass?
I'm flushed, ooh, ooh, it's
It's killing me
Can't you see?
Can't do much auspistising at all,
Cause I'm stuck in this quadrant

You tell me that you like me
Then you go kismesis
Why you do this to me, fuckass?
I'm flushed, it's
It's killing me

Can't you see?
Can't do much auspistising at all,
Cause I'm stuck in this quadrant with you