Head Rot

Don’t you tell me that my baby is gone
Don’t you tell me that my baby is gone
He left me standing here all alone
Come on, come on
Baby, baby won’t you come back home
Baby, baby won’t you come back home
To you skeleton with a microphone
Come on, come on
Yes, I’ve bled before but not like this
Tell you what I got, honey I got
Head Rot
Tell me baby is she better than me
Keep you real good company
Tell me has she met your family
Come on, come on
Yes, I’ve bled before but not like this
Tell you what I got honey I got
Head rot
Sometimes, I can’t help feeling like I’m feeling
I love cherry balls better than I love myself
If you don’t love me, you won’t love nobody else
She like a spider hanging from the wall
Just like a spider hang me from the wall
Skinny long legs watching them all