Hair Stew - Bob Mould

I see you sleep with him

And yeah, I guess that’s cool

Well, I just stand at the foot of the bed

And now yo watch me stew

It’s not a matter of pride

It’s not a matter of anything

I just watched someone die in this room

Now you’re watching everything

You can go anywhere

I’m not in love with your hair

And now you stand there and stare

I’m not in love with your hair

And I don’t give a fuck about it

I don’t give a fuck what you do

I’m so sick of being with you

I’m so fucked up being with you