You Better Work
These stories so boring, but here's mine:
Abridged in the interest of time
And I've spared all gory details
Like your nails clawing down the curve of my spine

Had nothing. Got something. Lost it
Had nothing. Got something. Dropped it
Had nothing. Got something. Botched it
Got nothing. Got something

Meaning only in sex, I said:
"Use me, it gets me off," but then you wouldn't stop
Thinking it for the best, I spread
And placed my face to the wall for the cops

Against the boards, behavior accords, rowboat meet squall
Look for bigger ideas to fill this brain
But we both know my life will stay small

Had nothing. Got something. Lost it
Had nothing. Got something. Dropped it
Had nothing. Got something. Botched it
Got nothing. Got something
Had a dream of heaven, we all attended
It looked just like Vegas with all the lights
And there, dressed in white, tired and sad
Jesus, He took me aside and said:

This place is a mess, but I'm through with pouting
I'd pull the plug, but can't find the outlet
This thing is a mess, but I'm through with pouting
I'd pull the plug, but can't find the...

Had nothing. Got something. Lost it
Had nothing. Got something. Dropped it
Had nothing. Got something. Botched it
Got nothing. Got something

And I dreamed of Hell, guess what? We where there as well!
It looked just like here, with all of the dead
And there, dressed in red
You pulled me aside and said:

This thing is the worst...
Far better than what's expected
This thing is the worst...
Better than I ever expected