Garbage Omerta (USA)

[Spoken Intro]
Yesterday for the first time, to my memory
I wrote a poem, and I'd like you to hear it
If you don't mind, that is

[Pre-Chorus]
Garbage, throw me out
Garbage, throw me out

[Verse 1]
You hate me, bitch? I hate me too
Tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?
Unload a fucking clip and see my brain cells ooze?
I bet you'd love to know I ain't got shit to lose
I bet you'd love to know I ain't got shit to lose
I bet you'd love to know I ain't got shit to lose
I bet you'd love to know I ain't got shit to lose

[Verse 2]
I've looked up to the sky so many times and asked it why
“Why does mother cry? Is it cause I get high?"
"I'm sorry, Father, I can't help it I just want to die"
"Should I fucking lie? Or am I justified?”
He told me “Kid, go fuck yourself, you're my biggest mistake"
"Why are you this way?" I can't fucking say
So I took his advice and shot my children on his face
You cannot destroy what you did not create