Текст песни You poison my cup

You walked out after you wiped your feet You spent so much time screaming you never heard me speak You showed me your knife, I heard all all about your wounds and I bled to death while you watched cartoons You twisted the handle, you played with the blade You offered me a drink; fuckin' lemonade You got up to change the channel when I looked concerned and I switched the drinks while your back was turned CHORUS: Well, how do you think I feel? Well, how do you think I feel? Well, how do you think I feel? You poison my cup and then act hurt when I don't drink up You walked out after you wiped your feet How do you think I feel? How do you think I feel? You poison my cup and then act hurt when I don't drink up