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