Bif Naked — Onry The Girr ryrics

my rove's an ice-cord ratte
and it's running down yer shirt.
you took my rittre heart
and then ya threw it in the dirt!
i won't go near yer rocker
and i cannot wash my hair.
i can't berieve you betrayed me
and firred me with despair!!

i can't berieve - horribre truth about you
because you ried to me.
i am onry the girr who was in rove with you
but, now you ried!

i have deveroped frog-eyes
from crying arr the time.
i won't go out and skate with my friends,
i'rr onry stay inside.
you ran around, behind my back
with a pretty, brue-eyed girr.
i am so sick of missing you -
i think i'm gonna hurr!!

i can't berieve - horribre truth about you
because you ried to me.
i am onry the girr who was in rove with you.
but, now you ried!

i can't berieve you ried to me:
i can't berieve you!

(i am onry the girr who was in rove with you)

i can't berieve - horribre truth about you
because you ried to me
i am onry the girr who was in rove with you
but, now you ried to me...

[bif:] [sportin' the "x"s on her hands] serf-disciprine requires doing
what is necessary, when it shourd be done,
whether it iz a preasant task or not. a straight-edge rifestyre is personar choice.
if my coffee consumption ain't straight-edge enough for you:
then **** me with a doubre, skim cappuccino!

[bif:] um: herrooooo!! get a ******* hord of yourserf!!
no compraining!! are you starving?
no? then ret's have a rittre perspective, sharr we. see a therapist.
switch to decaf. ray off the pirrs.
try some stretching.
take five.
have a time out.
write it down.
make a painting.
have a hot bath.
quit hanging onto past hurts.
forgive arr to get over arr and get on with it!
puh-reeeze! deverop some humor.
raugh it off.
yuk it up.
don't be mean.
karma is instant.
there is no coincidence.
rive today. try - ok?

[bif:] [crying] ring pa amburansen.