Oh, get me a girl from the middle of nowhere I'll show you who made me And show me a man that you can't control And I'll get you their baby Like ah, well, it's all just fucking noise Ah, well, it's all just Did you want half of me? Would that have been better? Would you have got way more sleep in colder weather? And even though I can't see why you couldn't leave it I don't know differently, so I'm bound to repeat it This is the way that you gave to me A getaway car with keys in it down the street And a bucket of nothing, a trap for my feet A promise that I would hurt everybody that I ever meet Like ah, well, it's all just fucking noise Ah, well, it's all just Did you want half of me? Would that have been better? Would you have got way more sleep in colder weather? And even though I can't see why you couldn't leave it I don't know differently, so I'm bound to repeat it I'm not feeling straight anymore Years of fuck-ups rolling in and knocking at my door I can't take the blame anymore Yes, it's all my fault, and I have years of keeping score I found the boy from the middle of nowhere Show him what they made me And he opened his mouth for a chance to tell me That Jesus killed my baby And that was the way that they gave to me A getaway car with its brakes cut down the street And a head full of nothing, a dream without sleep A promise that I would hurt everybody that I ever meet