I can't stand this life,
everything's a battle.
Walking on pins and needles;
seen better treatment towards cattle.

One more word,
I swear I'll explode.
My life is a mine field,
switch into survival mode.

Pack up your curse words,
take them far away.
Get rid of your accusations,
I don't have the patience today.

Calling me every name in the book,
telling me to move.
No care at all for my feelings,
don't worry I hate you too.

I've got my warpaint on,
I won't stand and be your target.
My bags are slowly filling.
I'll be leaving when I can, I swear it.