I told her we were through

[treemandan]

And that there was nothing she could do
but she picked me up and threw me down
And she beat me
she beat me
she beat me
she beat me and left me for dead
she left me for dead

So I walked in this bar
I didn't have to push to far
They looked me up and looked me down
And they beat me
they beat me
they beat me
they beat me and left me for dead
they left me for dead

And that is my story to tell
When I die I'll go to Hell
I won't go up, I'll go down
Where they'll beat me
they'll beat me
they'll beat me
they'll beat me even when I'm dead
even when I'm dead


And they should

Hey! It wasn't me! It was him!

Words and music by The Dan. The topped poplar? Hell I dunno.