WTF?

What the fuck is up with this Mary Beth song? Christ!

I barely caught a part of it on the ride back from Kentucky,
then I heard it again, right after I switched to drive, in post-holiday traffic,
on the way to a college town! Fuck!

“Mary Beth is scared to death!”

It’s about a high school girl with cancer
that dances around the house with her imaginary lover
since she knows no one would take a girl with no hair to the prom…

So her date shows up and takes off his hat.
He shaved his head so she wouldn’t feel so freakish…

Yeah… Right?

So, here I am – pissy as ALL get out with the traffic jam,
cursin’ David’s truck a bit, ’cause I am just not so used to stick.
(Well, not the kind on the floor of a truck…)
(Well, not the kind that shifts a truck’s gears…)

Now, on top of all that, I bawling my eyes out.
Jessie-Frickin’-H-G-D-Chris!

I’m crying now thinking about it again as I type.
I have mentioned previously how much I feel that my “psychic” defenses
were burned out during chemo…
Well, at this point I felt something else too.
Under the tears, I was fuckin’ pissed.

I don’t even know who the artist is or his story.
But, fuckin’-swear-to-the-gods if it isn’t a DIRECT part of his personal experience,
he can burn in fuckin’ hell for all eternity for maney money off this subject.
Rip peoples’ fuckin’ hearts out about cancer as you get filthy stinkin’ rich…

Fucker!