I've got a thorn in my side
about the size of your eye
i feel it sticking through
i feel it sticking through
You're all watching for me
with such intensity
it doesn't matter what i do
it doesn't matter what i do
Take your eyes off me
maybe then you'll see
the world was sticking at you
the world was watching you
You're just a thorn in my side
wasting effort, wasting time
it doesn't matter what i do
it doesn't matter what i do
it doesn't matter what i do
your world is dying too
(well, my baby left me
well, my baby left me
yeah, she ran
that's right, she ran
well, i got all the time in the stinking world
and a shotgun in my hand)