Murder Jim Quimby - Consent Lyrics

I was tired of gettin high
She said she'd help me get by
And I said
O.K.
He was tired of picking scabs
Said just take me as I am
And I said
O.K.
I was doin cocaine
She wasn't one to complain
And she said
O.K.
So, I started gettin drunk and mean
And he left me no place to lean
And I said
O.K.
I've got seven stitches in my head
I got seven stitches in my head
I got seven stitches
I should be dead!
I've got seven stitches in my head
I got seven stitches in my head
I've got seven stitches
I should be dead!
She thought that I would understand
Her f*cking another man
I said
F*ckin O.K.
I got sick of holding back
So my love turned into smack
And I said
O.K.
I got tired of being mean
And she got tired of being me
And I said
O.K.
Let's take this love to our grave
Let's never learn to behave
And we said
O.K.
I've got seven stitches in my head
I've got seven stitches in my head
He's got seven stitches
I should be dead!
I've got seven stitches in my head
I've got seven stitches in my head
He's got seven stitches
I should be dead!