Throath stuffed with apology
Hands are red and caught by me
You're attempting romance outside in grass
You perfectly resemble a dumbass
Caught the truth right by the tail
That animal keeps on calling
Saw you naked and afraid
And all our clothes are hiding nothing
And my God, do you look sad
The chicken's out of the bag
Curiosity's instilled
I'm the cat and I got killed
Again-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain

I'll break the bullet and I'll bite the end
This is disappointing news for both of us, my friend
There's nothing to you, and that's very sad
I looked for depth in a dick, that's my bad
You threw yourself under the bus, the bush is beaten
'Cause I took the stick and it's Get-The-Job-Done season
They say I'm the shit, and I am
I am the shit, sir, and I hit the fan
Caught the truth right by the tail
That animal keeps on calling
Saw you naked and afraid
And all our clothes are hiding nothing
And my God, do you look sad
The chicken's out of the bag
Curiosity's instilled
I'm the cat and I got killed
Again-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain

And oh, if I didn't like my lungs
I'd suck suck on cigarettes like a thumb
In all my cinematic contrasting glory
And watch you stumble to make up a story
Oh, class, what's the takeaway?
The chicken's naked and afraid
Oh, class, what'd we learn today
The chicken's naked and afraid
Oh, the agony
Oh, the distress
Oh, between 5'2" and 6'5"
Haunted by green, blue, black eyes
Oh, I'm in such pain
About what's-his-name
The life of me can't recount
Who's this fucking song about
About what's-his-name

Caught the truth right by the tail
That animal keeps on calling
Saw you naked and afraid
And all our clothes are hiding nothing
And my God, do you look sad
The chicken's out of the bag
Curiosity's instilled
I'm the cat and I got killed
Again-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain-gain