[Intro]
[Pugsley]
What if she never tortures me anymore?
How would I manage?
What if she never nails my tongue
To the bathroom floor?
What if she walks a - way
Leaving me a - ok
Hiding each power tool
Why would she be so cruel?
I could stab my arm myself
Could rip my tonsils out
Could set my hair aflame
I could spray my eyes with mace
But face the fact, without her
It wouldn t be the same...
[Pugsley (spoken)]
Grandma, what if there was this girl who met this person
and they re gonna run away and live alone and eat apples
What would you give her?
[Grandma (spoken)]
Nothing. She s your sister. Be happy for her
[Pugsley (spoken)]
But what if she doesn t get rid of him? What if all the good times are already behind me?
[Grandma (spoken)]
That s life, kid. You lose the thing you love
[Instrumental]
[Pugsley]
Wednesday will drink and then
She ll be herself again
Lucas will leave her be
So she can torture me
Just like she always did
Til then I m just a strange, fat kid
