I don’t know what I’m suppose to say
Your love is a kick in my crotch
So I don’t know why I’m feeling this way
I don’t know what I’m suppose to do
But if you are so wrong for me
Then why am I still waiting for you

There you go
There you saw me
With my pants down
Is this really happening
There you go
There you saw me
With my pants down

I don’t know what I’m suppose to think
I seem as important to you as the hairs
In the drain of your sink
I don’t know what I’m suppose to feel
But it seems, when I’m with you
That I’m always eating my last meal

There you go
There you saw me
With my pants down
Is this really happening
There you go
There you saw me
With my pants down

If there’s a way I’ll get over you
Cause I already am so hung-over over you
If there’s a way I’ll get more caught up in you
Cause I already lost a finger or two
And if there’s a way I’ll find it
Just so I can make my bed in it
If there’s a way I’ll fight for it
Just so I can rub your face
In it

Rub your face in it