U.O.K

I'm OK, I swear, but no one believes me
I try so hard to care, but I never do
But when I touch myself
I think of you

I saw you, and him at the movies
I've seen him once before
In your living room
He got behind you
And you were howling at the moon

Cut his throat, and he bled out real soon

Oops

I slit his throat, and threw him in the Tomb

I'm OK, I swear, but no one believes me