We’ll go to the garden & laugh & pick daisies

The past couple years have turned me to a skeptic
I gave you my love we broke up but you kept it
So i ate molly pills & became anorexic
Now i’m doin well where the hell is my necklace?
Now lookin’ back it doesn’t make me so angry
I guess it just sucks bein’ stuck on the same street
I read jack & jill & sat still cuz i’m lazy
The sun it would shine in my mind it was rainy
In troubled times like these i’m pretty glad i’m not a lady
When the clinics send you pictures of all yr dead babies
Keep em outta sight it’s all right it’s all gravy
We’ll go to the garden & laugh & pick daisies