I Feel Shitty

I feel shitty Oh so shitty I feel shitty and crappy and down! And I pity Anyone in my way tonight I feel smarmy Oh, so smarmy It's alarming how smarmy I feel! And so shitty That I hardly can believe I'm real. See the little bitch in that mirror there: Who can that fucked up girl be? Such a smirking face, Such a slutty dress, Such a taunting smile, Such a bitchy me! I feel like fighting And like biting Feel like running over someone with joy, For I really hate That idiot, dumbass boy! Have you met my good friend Anna there? The beastiest girl on the block? You'll know her the minute you see her, She's the one who'll put you in an advanced state of shock. She knows she's in hate. She'll send you to Spain. She's got a huge grudge, She's truly insane. It isn't the heat Or some rare disease, He's gonna get beat Right down to his knees. Keep away from her, Send for the Cops This is really the Anna we know! Out there and dirty Blatant and well defined, Self made and mature And out of her mind! I feel shitty Oh so shitty He'll regret that he gave me his key A committee Should be organized to follow me He'll be dizzy He'll be stunned He'll be fizzing because he's on fire, He'll feel shitty Just like the way he's made me See his remains in the dumpster there: What dumpster where? Whose can that body be? Which? What? Where? Whom? Such a shitty face, Such shitty dress, Such a shitty smile, Such a shitty he! Such a pretty he! I feel shitty Oh so shitty I feel shitty and crappy and down! And I pity Anyone in my way tonight