Don’t You Hate Being The …
Don't You Hate Being The Jailbate?
I don't want your written letter.
I know you all the better.
In jail, be the bed wetter.
The thought tickles me like a fuckin feather.
I get off knowing you were caught,
something to joke a little about.
I need someone I can vent to,
the apparent "friends" stopped coming around.
My mind is my own form of comedy,
making light of the tragedy.
And I've become what they call crazy,
but that's quite alright with me!