"The Quarter Song"

I'm sick of seein' ya
Just look at you now
You said that you'd show me
Some way, somehow

Well, I'm still waiting
And what do I see
You're dragging
Your sorry ass back to me!

I don't want to hear it
I told you, "We're through!"
You say you don't believe me
Just listen as I tell you

Don't whine to me
Don't show me your cup
"Here's a quarter..."
Smoke it and shut up!

I told you, "Get lost!"
And I didn't stutter
You just don't get it
Just like the others

Well I'm through with the games
Can't take anymore
And I'm through with you
I'll show you the door

It don't work anymore
So don't start your cryin'
I'm on to your schemes
And all of your lyin'

Don't come crying to me
Don't show me your cup
"Here's a quarter..."
Smoke it and shut up!

I don't hand out my love
Like a trick for free
And I'm not a possession
Only I own me!
I'll tell you what's more
This world, it sucks
So take my quarter . . .
...And shut the fuck up!!!