I could still convince myself to stay I could make myself if I wanted to But you'll have to get out of my way My eggs use more butter than your way And you bitch about it like all I do I could still convince myself to stay When you bitch what do you want me to say I'm sorry if there's some way that I wronged you But you'll have to get out of my way You bitch that I'm too fucking gay Then you bitch when I don't say I love you I could still convince myself to stay You can act like you're in some tragic play Or pretend you're a persecuted Jew But you'll have to get out of my way What did I do wrong today? Did I paint the sky too damn blue? I could still convince myself to stay But you'll have to get out of my way