Queer Lyrics - Garbage - Garbage

Hey boy, take a look at me 

Let me dirty up your mind 

I'll strip away your hard veneer 

And see what I can find 

The queerest of the queer 

The strangest of the strange 

The coldest of the cool 

The lamest of the lame 

The numbest of the dumb 

I hate to see you here 

You choke behind a smile 

A fake behind the fear 

The queerest of the queer 

This is what he pays me for 

I'll show you how it's done 

You learn to love the pain you feel 

Like father like son 

The queerest of the queer 

Hide inside your head 

The blindest of the blind 

The deadest of the dead 

You're hungry 'cause you starve 

While holding back the tears 

Choking on your smile 

A fake behind the fear 

The queerest of the queer 

I know what's good for you, you can touch me if you want 

I know you're dying to, you can touch me if you want 

I know what's good for you, you can touch me if you want 

But you can't stop 

The queerest of the queer 

The strangest of the strange 

The coldest of the cool 

The lamest of the lame 

The numbest of the dumb 

I hate to see you here 

You choke behind a smile 

A fake behind the fear 

The queerest of the queer 

The strangest of the strange 

The coldest of the cool 

You're nothing special here 

A fake behind the fear 

The queerest of the queer 

I know what's good for you I know you're dying to 

I know what's good for you 

I bet you're dying to 

You can touch me if you want 

You can touch me if you want 

You can touch me 

You can touch me 

But you can't stop