Maybe you ought to know…
Mens vind mos soms n song… een wat als se^ wat jy voel, een wat praat met jou siel. Hierdie is tans vir my een van daai songs… dit beteken nie ek dra haat in my hart nie, net dat daar tans baie pyn in hom gehuisfes is… die fool wat ek is maak nie saak nie, die slak wat jy soms kan wees is ook hier glad nie van toepassing nie. Dis my hart, my binneste wat wil vrae vra wat my kop weet ek nooit die antwoorde vir sal kry nie, of dalk eerder nooit die antwoorde op wil kry nie… Want die antwoord gaan my in die lig van nie goed genoeg sit… Ek is kwaat, maar dis ok, ek sal ok wees. Dit help nie vir my om waarlik kwaat te wees nie, dit sal niks verander nie…
“You Oughta Know”
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me
Would she go down on you in a theatre
Does she speak eloquently
And would she have your baby
I’m sure she’d make a really excellent mother
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you’d hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you’re still alive
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
I’m not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me Mr. Duplicity
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
Are you thinking of me when you f#ck her
To make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me you’d hold me
Until you died, till you died
But you’re still alive
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
Cause the joke that you laid on the bed that was me
And I’m not gonna fade
As soon as you close your eyes and you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else’s back
I hope you feel it…well can you feel it
Of the mess you left when you went away
It’s not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know
