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Lyrics
(Intro)
You know, I try. I really do. I try to form a sentence. Just a simple... subject, verb, object. But by the time I get to the verb, she's already written a three-act play about how I'm wrong. It's unbelievable.
(Verse 1)
Wake up in the morning, try to say hello
She's already critiquing my damn pillow flow!
"You're breathing too loud! You snored like a pig!
Did you forget to take out the trash? God, you're big!"
I open my mouth to form a rebuttal
She cuts me off with some psycho-babble!
My brain is a train wreck, my thoughts are all scattered
The only thing that matters is that HER feelings mattered!
(Chorus)
You're the EMPRESS OF INTERRUPTION! The queen of the rant!
I try to speak my mind and you say that I CAN'T!
A verbal waterboarding, a sonic attack!
I just wanna watch Judge Judy and you're on my back!
SHUT! YOUR! FUCKING! MOUTH!
(HEY! HEY! HEY!)
SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!
(Verse 2)
My friends come on over to watch the game
You come in the room and start spitting out blame!
"Whose boots are these? They're tracking in mud!
This brand of beer is for tasteless scuds!"
They look at me, I just shrug and I sigh
Another fun evening just shriveled and died
You hand me a "honey-do" list that's a mile long
While you watch "The Real Housewives" and sing their theme song! WRONG!
(Chorus)
You're the EMPRESS OF INTERRUPTION! The queen of the rant!
I try to speak my mind and you say that I CAN'T!
A verbal waterboarding, a sonic attack!
I just wanna listen to Sabbath and you're on my back!
SHUT! YOUR! FUCKING! MOUTH!
(HEY! HEY! HEY!)
SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!
(Bridge)
SOMETIMES... I DREEEAM...
Of a world... painted in cream...
Where my words... can fly free...
And no one... is lecturing me!
I imagine a gag ball! A roll of duct tape!
From this verbal prison, a final escape!
No more opinions on how I chew my food!
No more dissections of my fucking mood!
WE CAN'T TAKE IT! (NO MORE NAGGING!)
WE CAN'T TAKE IT! (NO MORE CRAP!)
WE CAN'T TAKE IT! (SET THE YAP TRAP!)
WE CAN'T TAKE IT! (SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!)
(Guitar Solo)
"What are you thinking about? You've been quiet for a whole thirty seconds. Are you mad at me? You're probably thinking something stupid, aren't you? See? This is what I have to live with! An idiot who can't even communicate!"
(Final Chorus)
You're the EMPRESS OF INTERRUPTION! The Führer of Grief!
You talk so goddamn much you could melt your own teeth!
A psychological beatdown, there's no turning back!
I'm a prisoner of war in my own fucking shack!
SHUT! YOUR! FUCKING! MOUTH!
(Outro)
SHUT!
UP!
JUST!
SHUT THE FUCK UP!
