Never gave a thought to fashion ‘til
Someone said I looked like you
Never gave a thought to passion ‘til
Someone said I screw like you

Baby I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
But if I had I wouldn't want you anymore

Never gave a thought to ration ‘til
Someone said I had a rash like you
Never gave a thought to mashin' ‘til
Someone said I mashed like you

Baby I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
But if I had I wouldn't want you
Wouldn't want you...

See Dick
See Jane
See how they both complain
See how they go round and round
Over nothin’ at all
Me Dick
You Jane
See how we all complain
See how we get all wrapped up
In nothin’ at all

Here's your suckerpunch

So I never gave a thought to crashin’ ‘til
Someone said I crashed a lot like you
Never I gave a thought to passion ‘til
Someone said I screw like you

Baby I was never cool enough
To get a job at a record store
But if I had I wouldn't want you
Wouldn't want you...

See Dick
See Jane
See how they both complain
See how they go round and round
Over nothin’ at all
You Dick
Me Jane
See how we all complain
See how I get all screwed up
Over nothin’ at all

Here's your suckerpunch


Lyrics submitted by TheIntimindator27

Suckerpunch song meanings
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