I Aint Sorry
It's been one week since I
kicked an ass.
cocked your head sideways, smoked some henbane, smoked some
grass
Five days since you bitched at me, acting all catty saying that
you hate me.
Three days since the campsite fight
I realized it's all my fault, that you were right
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
but it'll be a cold day in hell till I say I'm sorry
Hold it now and watch the
sparks fly
You make me wanna die
I'm the fucking warrior princess
I make grown men cry, You're forever high then again so am I
Still that's no reason to hit me with a frying pan
Low-blowing men all the time
Nice to you - yeah I do try
Because I'm all about value
Jealous coz I got the bigger tits?
You try to match wits
You try to hold me but I shove you
Try to make me break, don't think I don't fake
I'd like a stinkin achin shake
I like DX, they're the finest of our neighbours
Mr. Ass no, fruity little queen
Around him can't help but be mean
Cause it's so dangerous, and then a low-blow happens
How can I help it if I think
you're funny when you're mad
Trying hard not to smile, you know I don't feel bad
Get me crucified, fuck up my funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to be a self absorbed bitch
I have a history of taking off all my clothes
It's been one week since you glared at me
Threw your arms in the air and then smacked me
Five days since you tackled me
I've still got the black eye don't you see
It's been three days since the afternoon
You figured it's all my fault not a moment too soon
Yesterday you'd forgiven me
But that still doesn't mean you're getting a sorry
We all know Jericho is
totally chicken
Really would love to stop his heart from tickin'
Sitting around with no clothes on, The lights they aren't on
And you're not getting in this room
I see you're getting getting Frantic
You claim your Tantric
Road Dogg says he'd like to satisfy
Like Austin I binge drink
Vomit in the sink
X-Pac will clean it up anyway
Gonna get a set of weapons
Gonna find the kind with pointy bits just so my
enemies heads fly off with one swing
Stoned and looking at the moon
You claim you're one bitchin' babe
Saying that then was the wrong thing
How can I help it if I think
you're funny when you're mad
Trying hard not to smile, you know I don't feel bad
Get me crucified, fuck up my funeral
Can't understand what I mean?
Well, you soon will
I have a tendency to be a self absorbed bitch
I have a history of taking off all my clothes
It's been one week since you looked at me
Dropped your arms to your sides and said I'm sorry
Five days since I stared at you
and said I don't care and hey, screw you
Three days since the campsite fight
We realized we're both to blame, but what could we do?
Yesterday you just looked at me
I love YOU Chy-NA, say that you love me?
Yeah guess I do, still I aint saying sorry
Yeah guess I do, still I aint saying sorry
Can't remember what we fought about, so I'm not saying sorry