You've been around
You've heard her moan
You've had the chance
To see her lose it
And even when
She lets you win
It's almost like she
Does it just to get hurt
Five minutes late
For your second date
So she slashes your tires
And kicks your sack
Get her what you want,
She'll just take it back
It's either PMS Or she's been smoking crack
I think your girlfriend's crazy
The kinda crazy where you Hide the Scissors
Fuck her and dump her,
Use her and leave her
You'll be better off
When she's reaching for the cleaver
She saw you with
A female friend
You can be sure
She'll soon be dead
She's on your porch
And making threat
Of wrists and cyanide
And staying by your side
Stuck on the phone
With every friend she knows
Saying "Come talk her down, I don't think it's just the hormones."
Why did you start it
With this wicked bitch?
She's either hitting the meth
Or she's a feminist
I think your girlfriend's crazy
The kinda crazy where you Hide the Scissors
Finish your business,
Take what you wanted and run
'Cause she's saved an extra bullet
In Daddy's gun
We're placing bets on when she'll
Take your name
'Cause if she doesn't
She'll be taking aim
I think your girlfriend's crazy
The kinda crazy where you Hide the Scissors
Fuck her and dump her,
Use her a leave her
You'll be better off
When she's reaching for the cleaver
I think your girlfriend's crazy
The kinda crazy where you Hide the Scissors
Fuck her and dump her,
Use her a leave her
You'll be better off
When she's reaching for the cleaver
Fuck her and dump her,
Use her and leave her
You'll be better off
When she's reaching for the cleaver