Hatchet Wound

I wanna sing a song and make her feel crazy
Make her forget she always forgets me
Cause she’s a top of the shelf lady
And I’m a low bottom bottle fed baby
Yeah hatchet wound is driving me crazy
And a hatchet wound does truly amaze me
Cause she’s a top of the shelf lady
And I’m a low bottom bottle fed baby
You know a hatchet’s such a seasoned opponent
Can’t wait to get the scars to show it
Gimme a chance and I’ll blow it
But this one’s for the dead bands that know it
Yeah, hatchet wound is driving me crazy
And a hatchet wound does truly amaze me
Cause she’s a top of the shelf lady
And let me tell you nothing but a hatchet can save me
Please don’t look in my eyes
Don’t want you to see the sorrow
Nope I don’t want you tonight
If I can’t have you tomorrow
I wanna sing a song and make her feel crazy
Make her forget she always forgets me
Cause she’s a top of the shelf lady
And I’m a low bottom bottle fed baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…