Candlebox - Steel & Gla** lyrics

There you stand With your L.A. tan And your New York walk And your New York talk Your mother left you when you were small But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at all Steel and Gla** Steel and Gla** Your phone don't ring No one answers your call How does it feel to be off the wall Your mouthpiece squawks as he spreads Your lies But you can't pull strings if your hands Are tied Your teeth are clean but your mind Is capped You leave your smell like and alley cat Steel and Gla** Steel and Gla** There you stand with your toilet scent And your Mickey duck and your Donald f** Your Daddy left when you were small But you're gonna wish you wasn't born at all Steel and Gla** Steel and Gla** Steel and Gla**