Give Me You

Give it up.

GIVE ME YOU GIVE ME YOU GIVE ME YOU

I hate this pain and I loathe my view
You give me dust I give you strength
You show me rust and I send you great
I'm tired of your hair it smells like rat
I'm tired of your smile your teeth can rot
I'm sick of your voice you talk too much
And I pity your mom who probably loves you too much

But give me you, please, give me you.
I love the pain and I need a screw.