When its over there will be two things on your mind
How'd this happen? And how can I avoid the blame?
I'm no saint, I'm not gonna hang it up for you
In the end who belongs to who
And I know what you want
I can see right through your lies
You're a desert rat, a rattlesnake
Only out to survive, suburban coyote
You're only happy when Twinkies and cockroaches are all that remain