Don't Ask Me How I Feel

You have got your reasons
 None of them are mine
 If that's the way you want it
 go ahead -- that's fine
 I'll just back on oughta here
 I won't get in your way
 If, at times, it takes you under
 That's just the price you pay
 But don't ask me
 no don't ask me
 don't ask me
 don't ask me how I feel
 don't ask me how I feel
 You say you're not like everyone
 That God is on your side
 But evil is still evil man
 on the left or on the right
 Screwin' up the universe
 While your policin' all the world
 Apocalyptic breakdown
 has got you in a whirl
 I might really tell you
 I could really tell you
 No more Mr. Nice Guy
 Walkin' on the wild side
 Now what can come from that?
 The good, the bad, the ugly, babe
 Yeah we gotta face the facts
 A dirty needle get you
 A million dollar disease
 You're drownin' in the snow babe
 and swingin' through the trees, please
 Jesus comin' back again
 You don't want to hear about it
 fine, I'll keep it to myself
 But don't you ever doubt it
 Yeah I might really telll you
 Makes me wanna scream
 "No more Mr. Nice Guy!"
 no more in between
 Don't ask me how I feel