every damn day when i get home   my head is ringing like the phone    sanctuary is all i need   but then i see you rotting there   lazy boy with sega stare   bong sucking leech that makes me bleed   because you take it and you take it   and you never give it back   always dirtying my dishes   always snaking on my snacks   i gotta ask myself why am i still here   are you still here?!?!      this apartment like a living hell   prison riot in a jail cell   what on earth is that annoying smell   can't you tell?   my roommate sucks      every damn day when you get home    i wish you'd just leave me alone   can't you give your mouth a rest   i know it is a mortal sin   but i did not wash this fork again   are you going to stick it in my chest   because you give it and you give it   and its driving me insane   i gotta take another bong hit   just to cope while you complain   i gotta ask myself why am i still here   are you still here?!?!      and then i bring home a six pack   and he sparks up a bowl   a brief moment of forgiveness   and then he has the nerve    to smoke and drink it all      my roommate sucks