Poem By Adam Wolfson Lyrics
I'm not trying to be your man.
I'm just trying to make you understand
The point.
It's cold as [bad word] in November in Detroit.
Even though it's Saturday, I'm staying in tonight.

Did you think you had [bad word]  did you think you had it right?
Did you think that you were wonderful and miserable tonight?
You say you didn't mean it. But I think you didn't care.
Cause to my face and before your God, this what you swear...

" [bad word] yourself and [bad word] your family."
" [bad word] yourself and [bad word] your family."