I Love F*****g Up

I liked you better, you were running on top
 Taught you to dance and you told me to stop
 Get on the freeway at two hundred and five
 That's not the limit when you're learning to drive
 I always marvel at decisions I make
 Eight hundred thousand two hundred and fifty mistakes
 Not good at fighting and I'm no good in bed
 Thought it was raining when you pissed down my leg
 I'm having trouble with my Saturday night
 Thought your stool sample was Vegemite
 I broke my arm when I was going berserk
 And now I play the guitar but my fingers don't work
 'Cause I love, love, love, love, love, love fucking up
 I love, love, love, love, love, love fucking up
 I got a stereo I couldn't afford
 I got a mobile and I asked for a cord
 Two speed automatic washing machine
 I took it to the Laundromat to get my clothes clean
 I always wonder at decisions I make
 Twenty seven hundred thousand stupid mistakes
 'Cause I love, love, love, love, love, love fucking up
 I love, love, love, love, love, love fucking up
 I thought 'I Can't Get No Satisfaction', 'twas by the Rollins Band
 And I can't get no girly action unless it's with my hand
 Another funny anecdote at my expense
 I didn't find it that funny, thought it didn't make sense
 Sentences I can't construct with teenagers I will corrupt
 'Cause I love fucking up
 I thought 'I Can't Get No Satisfaction', 'twas by the Rollins Band
 And I can't get no girly action unless it's with my hand
 If the the deaf dumb blind kid gave a speech, then I would interrupt
 'Cause I love fucking, I love fucking, I love fucking up