Team Dresch - Fagetarian and Dyke lyrics

Well how do I do, not good, f** me I spent the last ten days of my life not getting any sleep Well how do I do, I don't, f** you I spent the last ten days of my life searching for you What have you I heard, I heard everything And all that has changed, I have no clean clothes Selling my heart plus delusion plus nowhere left to go Small things become smaller, false not true You were not right, I have some guts somewhere What have you I heard, I heard everything I had to dismember me, test denial Sleeping on the kitchen floor Testing my love Testing my love Well how did I do, not good, f** this I spent the last ten days of my life ripping off the Smiths The pressure is on my head, my knee This angst's too heavy to carry, I need some wheels now What have you I heard, I heard everything