Why Don’t You?

I’m your superman; I’m your Jesus Christ
My jeans have two holes, you can see through them at night
Got to get away, I’ve got to get away
Why don’t you get over yourself? Slap me in the face

I am your beginning; I am the hole in your middle
I know what you’re thinking; I know how to make you cry
Got to get away, I’ve got to get away
Why don’t you get over yourself? Why don’t you die?

I’d cry for you

I’m your superman; I’m your Jesus Christ
Why don’t you get over yourself? Why don’t you die?

I’d cry for

You’re sorry now

But I’d cry for you