I think I've got a problem
it just came walking through my door
carrying a pillow
with clothes laid out all over my floor
so I proceed to ask him
what the hell are you doing in my room
he said I'm your new room mate and
I'm your new friend
God I hate him

If you don't die soon I'll kill myself
anything to get me out
when I come home I pray your not here
treasure the time that we don't share
if you never come back I'd never care
just please stay out of my life

I think I'm in denial
pretending that he does not exist
I know that it cant last long
when I'm always cleaning up his mess
using up the phone line
and always playing that stupid game
I would like to suffer
as long as I know that he is suffering

If you don't die soon I'll kill myself
anything to get me out
when I come home I pray your not here
treasure the time that we don't share
if you never come back I'd never care
just please stay out of my life

well now I solved the problem
cut off his head and rolled it down the street
I think it's kind of funny
to see his head disconnected from his feet
settle down and stay cool
that's what I try and tell myself
just 6 more months
and I'll be out of this hell