[Verse]
Get out of hand, get underfoot
Get to the square root
Put a word to a feelin'
Let 'em know with whom they're dealin'

[Chorus]
Dear Elizabeth, don't throw a fit
Yeah you can talk or you can walk, you can walk away
You can stay and make 'em pay for you, feeling this way
Thrown out grow up I shot clusterfuck
He goes down on me with my critique you'd mind quite a bit
Dear Elizabeth, throws a fit, makes me feel like I'm lit

[Verse]
Get out of hand, get underfoot
Get to the square root
Put a word to a feelin'
Let 'em know with whom they're dealin'

[Outro]
That's what you told me to do!
No, don't do that crash, that sucks
See, that's what you told me to do!
She looked at me and goes 'now'...