My gut is burning
Won't you find me some water?
Hey, just forget it can you bring me gasoline?
Collect a couple forks
Hold them three feet apart
And wait for lightening to strike to burn me up
Cause I don't think that I have got the stomach
To stomach calling you today
My head is swirling
Its been carried off in the sky
And where it lands is where it lands
I guess that I will get another head
Then get on with my life
Leave you somewhere beneath the waves of time
And I'll wear gla** shoes and plastic wrap
No, I'll just wear my insides
You want to know who I really am?
Yeah, so do I
Yeah, so do I
Cause I don't think that I have got the stomach
To stomach calling you today
Cause I don't think that I have got the stomach
To stomach calling you today
Right now, I am turning off the lights
Cause I don't think
I have got the stomach to stomach calling you today
Cause I don't think that I have got the stomach
To stomach calling you today
Cause I don't think that I have got the stomach
To stomach calling you today