I woke up half an hour ago I don't remember much and I'm feeling slow I don't know how but I know I lost all my friends Every time I see you now you're picking a fight I know I must have said nothing right Do you think that this is going to make a change Do you want to fight me? Hand to hand Do you want to fight me? Now's your chance Can you tell me why I'm so objectionable Is it personality or just my smell When you look like fighting I look sick Is it a disorder a doctor can fix or are you just a violent mother $#&@ing son of a (*##$ When you put me to the floor you know I'll get back up again Do you want to fight me? Now's the time Do you want to fight me? Stand in line It's obvious it's too late to make it right Talking sense to you is going to take all night I'm going to get a beating unless I make a plan I know you want a piece, sorry I'm so slow One more bevy I'll be ready to go And run faster than I've ever run before