Well I've been waitin' for you just to say
And all you men are slime
Publisher: SONIK TOOTH MUSIC
Or should you get a gun and, go and get revenge?
Wastewood rockers is time for cryin', hey
It's hard to believe you took off, I always thought you'd go far
I stick a knife in my head, a thinking 'bout your eyes
I can never forget you, the way you rock the girls
A 100% of my love, up to you true star
They move a world and love you, a blast in the underworld
"He's off to check his mind"
Well can you forgive the boy, who shot you in the head
But now that you been shot dead, I've got a new surprise
But I've been around the world a million times
But that's got nothing to do with a good time
It's the gun to my head, goodbye I am dead
But all I know is you got no money
Songwriters: Kim Gordon, Thurston Moore, Lee Ranaldo, Steve Shelley