One Dead Finger Nail

Will they throw stones,
Girl's panties, or pennies?
I do not know,
And i don't care.

You haven't heard from me,
'cause i've been very busy,
With voodoo dolls, one by one,
Tear out the hairs.

I can still kick the shit out of myself better than you can.

So what?
I changed the words,
To the one i wrote about forgiveness,
What do you care?

A little bit of truth,
And you go throwin' your arms up,
In a fit, with a fist,
Tearin' out your hair.