How many times will I ask myself why
How many times?
How many times will I ask myself why
How many times will I cry?
How many times will you honk your horn and say, Fuck you?
Now what the fuck does that do?
Ya' feel better now? I didn't let ya' pass
How 'bout I stop my car and beat your fucking ass?
How many times will my neighbor beat his wife?
Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife
Fuckin' drunk, swinging his fists about
Why don't she wait until he sleeps and take him out?
How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour
Must've been an accident, hope nobody died
Finally get there and the crash is on the other side
The gawkers roll by and creep slow
Hopin' they can see a mangled body show
Some park and stand there and watch it all
With their kids, they point and fuckin' stare
And just look...
I remember one time I was pulled over
Hand-cuffed, the cop was like, Show's over
People watching, hoping that he shoots me
I just wanted to choke their fucking heads
How many times will I ask myself why
How many times?
How many times will I ask myself why
How many times will I cry?
How many times will I wait in a...line?
It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine
I'm finally up at the front, can't wait another minute
Why am I here? To pay a fucking parking ticket
The lady at the front counter acts like a fuckin' bitch
No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit
I'm getting pissed, calm down, forget it
Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket
How many times will a crackhead smoke crack?
Then ask me for some money 'cause he wants crack-ac
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