Testo Get Out Of My Life

You're on my back every single day You're like a reoccurring spot that never goes away Nothing wrong with you that death won't cure You're the devils best friend, of that I'm sure You could start a row with an empty room You fill everybody's life with gloom You're everybody's worst dream come true It's no wonder they don't wanna talk to you Get out (out, out) Get out of my life Get out (out, out) Get out of my life Get out (out, out) Get out of my life Get out (out, out) Get out of my life If you dropped dead now, I wouldn't care Cos the strain of you is too much to bear Nag, nag, nagging all the time Yak, yak, yakking 'til closing time You're always poking around where you don't belong A thousand enemies can't be wrong You're about as funny as a kick in the teeth I hate you with a passion beyond belief