well you're traipsin' up and down my backyard   get too cold, i'd die   diggin' through my trashcans   with that white rope tied around your neck   you mistake me for some southern goddess   some delta girl done wrong   but i'm fixin' the knot through whatever i have to   to stay silent, get gone      one two three, i hate me   there's no one else who i know how to be   four five six, oh your body makes me sick   don't take it away from me just yet   there's no one i can think of   that i can stand less than you   don't you want to touch my hands before you go?   i think i'm confused      i can feel my food digestin'   and i'm beggin' it to cease   my stomach's crushed against my lungs and you're, you're pushin' at my seams   and i seen the way you eye me up,   like a chunk of meat, like a chunk of meat gone bad   like you were wishing i was something still worth having   you can go ahead, go ahead and have      one two three, i still hate me   there's no one else who i know how to be   four five six, oh your body makes me sick   don't take it away from me just yet   there's no one i can think of   that i can stand less than you   don't you want to touch my hands before you go?   i think i'm confused