| Deep in the valley, there is a woman |
| Her petals fading, she’s got a problem |
| (She's crying) |
| Waits for her man to teach her a lesson |
| Cuts herself open, for his affection |
| (She's vying) |
| Sat on the couch, pain as prescription |
| Fill her cup with all this dissension |
| (She's flying) |
| Tears in the alley (Ha), tears in the kitchen |
| (She's dying) |
| I, ooh-ooh, I, ooh-ooh |
| I, ooh-ooh, I, ooh-ooh |
| «I just wanna feel like an earthquake |
| Everything is boring for fuck’s sake» |
| You tell me, you tell me |
| «I just wanna feel like an earthquake |
| Everything is boring for fuck’s sake» |
| You tell me, you tell me |
| I just wanna feel like an earthquake |
| There is a swelling under the surface |
| Comfort in yelling, making you nervous |
| (She's crashing) |
| Wait for your dinner, tip back and swallow |
| Choke as the poison drips from the bottle |
| (She's smashing) |
| «I just wanna feel like an earthquake |
| Everything is boring for fuck’s sake» |
| You tell me, you tell me |
| «I just wanna feel like an earthquake |
| Everything is boring for fuck’s sake» |
| You tell me, you tell me |
| I just wanna feel like an earthquake |