Gives You Hell

I wake up every evening

With a big smile on my face, and it never feels out of place

And you're still probably working

At a nine-to-five pace. I wonder how bad that tastes

When you see my face, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell

When you walk my way, hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell

now where's your picket fence love and where's that shiny car and did it ever

get you far you never seen so dense love I've never seen you fall so hard do you

Where you are

When you see my face over gives you hell over gives you hell

When you walk my way over gives you hell over gives you hell

If you find a man that's worth the damn and treats you well

This is for your justice well, I hope it gets you well, I hope it gets you well