I can take another bet,
She loves to [bad word]  I must confess.
Everything is so abused,
The little things she puts me through.

I can't stand to be insane,
You little [bad word] you're so arranged
All the pain is nearly dead,
That’s in my thoughts, and in your bed

I can't change well guess who, came to kill the love here.
Every time you [bad word] guess who, came to kill the love here.

I won't scream I’ll take your bet,
She loves to [bad word]  I must confess.
Everything is so abused,
The little things she puts me through.

I can't stand to be insane,
You little [bad word] you're so arranged.
All the pain is nearly dead,
That’s in my thoughts, and in your bed
Can’t kill monsters!