It's your life, so live it.

Tell me what you know about life

Tell me what has caused you strife

You say it’s so hard and that you can’t stand it

Ever thought about it just a little bit

Maybe you make your life how it is

Maybe you should start looking at life like a pop quiz

You should study your actions

But you just go with simple reactions

I’m tired of all your grief,

Because in you, I have no belief

Now walk away, and never come back

Because I’m sure next time I’ll snap

So walk out the open door

I want nothing to do with a whore