The bitch went nuts

She stabbed my basketball and the speakers to my stereo

She called me ***

But nothing prepared me for what I found when I came home Oh and I make my own bed I lie in it

You lie in yours, you lie, you lie in yours

But they want more, they're at my door with torches

Please leave me alone, you know just shut it, just shut it, just shut it The bitch went nuts

She photo shopped my face on to every boy who'd done her wrong

And then she burned them telepathically

Onto the brains of all her embittered drones Oh now, now they want more, they're at my door

With torches, scores and scores and scores to settle with themselves

Who would have thought I'd scorned them all

They've got a doll of me they're burning, they're burning

They're burning, they're burning their own memories Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Why do they all go?

Why do they all go?

Why do they all go?

Why do they all go? Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Why do they all go?

Why do they all go? Oh, the bitch went nuts y'all

But everyone said she might, oh holy *** *** Seriously now, now they want more, they're at my door

With torches, scores and scores

You would have thought I'd scorned them all

They've got a doll of me they're burning Why do they all go?

Why do they all go?

Why do they all go?

Why do they all go?

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh