Lyric Playing Dead

I know that you don t love me
I know you hate my guts
I know the nasty things you say
About me, to those sluts

Well, maybe i m a weasel
Maybe i m a liar
Maybe i m a skinny punk
Who couldn t change a tire

I m laying down and i m playing dead
I ain t fetchin no stick, no way, baby

I ve always been this pasty
I ve always been this shape
I m just a teensy-weensy thing
Passed on by itsy-bitsy apes

I m laying down and i m playing dead
I ain t fetchin no stick, no way, baby

You know that you could train me
You know i d sit and beg
But you think i m just a dirty dog
That tried to hump that pretty leg

I m laying down and i m playing dead
I ain t fetchin no stick, no way, baby