Psycopaths anonymous

My name is jake im twenty nine,
Yesterday I did it again
Couldnt help it really
they shouldnt be let out,
It wasnt even my fault
she got into the car
She had choices, she made them
Am I to be held accountable for her decision?

Ok, so maybe I roughed her up,
Its not like she's dead, she's breathing,
Filling space in some ward,
surrounded by people like her
yeah, yeah, ok Ill say it
I dont like women
It isnt a crime to be angry, right?

What? The others?
They were nothing, just a few notches
I didnt kill anyone,
I helped them, they needed to know
how this world is built for people like me.
We dont need some chick in our ears
nagging away, running out, you know the drill.

Okay so maybe its true
but come on, we're men of the world...
Two ankles, her knee caps - what did it matter
Okay fine, I'll admit it, the eyeballs were too much
But it doesnt mean im bad, right?
Im a good guy, I just went a bit wrong
Democracy baby, it is was it is

Thats the clock, Im afraid I need to go
Give, oh whats-her-name,
well tell her sorry,
was it straight down the hall?
rush, no, not at all
Its just Ive got a date tonight...
gotta look good...
she's gonna be so suprised,
she might just die