Lyrics:

'The answer you seek, my son, only poses more questions.
Ask many women why relationship has failed, each woman offer unique reason for demise.
One woman may say, 'Man could not commit', or 'Man is douche and is now free to make love to himself instead'.
Another woman may say, 'Man has changed' or even 'Man no longer satisfactory lover'.
But my son, ask many men same question all over the world - 'Why has relationship failed?'
Each man, each time, will give same simple answer.'

The bitch went nuts
She stabbed my basketball
And the speakers to my stereo
She called me cunt
But nothing prepared me for
What I found when I came home

Oh and I
Made my own bed
I'll lie in it
You lie in yours
You lie, you lie in yours
But they want more
They're at my door
With torches
Please leave me alone
You know just shut it just shut it just shut it

The bitch went nuts
She Photoshopped my face (Shopped his face)
Onto every boy who'd done her wrong
And as she burned them telepathically
Onto the brains of all her embittered drones

Oh now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores and scores
To settle with themselves
Who would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning, they're burning, they're burning
Their own memories

Why do they all go? (Go!)

The bitch went nuts, y'all
But everyone said she might
Oh, holy fuckin' shit
Seriously now
Now they want more
They're at my door
With torches, scores and scores
You would have thought
I'd scorned them all
They've got a doll of me
They're burning

Why do they all go? (Go!)