I wanna show you something ugly
I want that boss to tell you off
I want the earth to quake and make mistakes
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let us all give way to agreement
And carve a fat line in the sand
Weave my hand through the gun, it weighs a ton
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put mama on the phone
I'm afraid to die alone
Put mama on the phone
I'm afraid to die
I cast a scene reborn in regret
I taste the sour things you made
And I feel bad for you but I'm the fool
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I want the big grey sky to open
I want the truth to melt away
Fire in the tiger's eye, blood on the bride
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put mama on the phone
I'm afraid to die alone
Put mama on the phone
I'm afraid to die
My stupid is as stupid does it
But I always do it wrong
I'm gonna come in last so take the pass
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I wanna show you something ugly
I want that boss to tell you off
I want the earth to quake and make mistakes
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Put mama on the phone
I'm afraid to die alone
Put mama on the phone
I'm afraid to die
