I'm sorry that you're mine
But I know someday you will go away from me
And I, I know I'll be alone
'Cause I'm a bitter old man
And someday you will know
The reality with us
Is I will hurt you so
I'll end up a martyr
A broken hearted fool
Like I always do
I'm sorry to let you know
But my love for you cannot grow
Of this I'm sure
You're better off leaving me here
Before you get hurt
'Cause I'm a bitter man
And someday you will know
The reality with us
Is I will hurt you so
I'll end up a martyr
A broken hearted fool
Like I always do
I'm a withered old man
I am sad and poor
There's no food in my fridge
But there's clothes across my floor
Dishes stew in my sink
Flies cloud my air
My toilet's full and clogged
Sometimes I don't wipe
Why should I
I like it, the way it feels
I'm foul, disgusting, perverted
I like little girls
Go away
You're better off
I'll kill you if you stay
I've ruined so many
I'm lame
I'm a dick
'Cause I'm a bitter old man
And someday you will know
The reality with us
Is I will hurt you so
I'll end up a martyr
A broken hearted fool
Like I always do
I always do
