One side of the spectrum to another
How could there be love with out respect for one another?
Too nice to too evil and mean
Constantly searching for that neutral in between
You an angel that fell from above
Me prince charming I was sent here to love
Our tracks crossed paths for a reason no lie
Every time you're in sight i'm overwhelmed with gutterflies
Puke 'em up
From that slug to the gut
Got to keep me down so you can stay up
Pretty princess image to flirt at the clubs
I called to express my feelings
You don't give a f*ck!
Other man by your side touching your thigh
And I scrutinized for the tears that I cry
Tough guy persona is your biggest turn on
But you precieve me as a pussy and that sets you off!
I feel useless not being treated like a human
Personal gopher boy name tag says I'm stupid
Mind and eyes blind by your witch crafted illusions
Would of kept moving if I knew then your pollen was poluted
Your pedals once so beautiful and pure
Have decayed and rotted into a pile of manure
Emo ill neno love switch off and on
More often than not love is plain lost and gone
One side of the spectrum to another
How could there be love with out respect for one another?
Too nice to too evil and mean
Constantly searching for that neutral in between
One side of the spectrum to another
How could there be love with out respect for one another?
Too nice to too evil and mean
Constantly searching for that neutral in between
You a mystery that I wanna solve
You captivating with barely talking at all
Seeing your face smiling with eyes bright
Made the tick stop on tock and filled my tummy with gutterflies
Puke them up so you can't see passed this shell
Bitch I'm a real man ruthless as hell
I'm the type to slap a wife for not making a meal
And degrade the ones I love
I don't give a f*ck how you feel
Don't question me again
I'm the man of the house
Tough around friends but still cuddle on the couch
Sniffle and sob when a romantic movie is on
But understand I'm back to a man as soon as it's off
Cold stoned emotionless don't ask for more
Better greet with a smile when I step through the door
And get to rubbing my feet cause my soul is sore
And if we ain't got food you'd better get to the store
And No, you're trippin, I ain't going with you
Grocery shopping ain't something that real men do
Crack me a beer and turn the game on
Rub my descended belly and take my socks off
One side of the spectrum to another
How could there be love with out respect for one another?
Too nice to too evil and mean
Constantly searching for that neutral in between
One side of the spectrum to another
How could there be love with out respect for one another?
Too nice to too evil and mean
Constantly searching for that neutral in between
One side of the spectrum to another
How could there be love with out respect for one another?
Too nice to too evil and mean
Constantly searching for that neutral in between
One side of the spectrum to another
How could there be love with out respect for one another?
Too nice to too evil and mean
Constantly searching for that neutral in between