Cold Milk Bottle by The Mountain Goats
Rainbows shown on the glass, dew drops gathered on the grass.
And the yellow sun came into view.
Another goddamn message from you.
Well despite your best efforts, I feel alright.
Against my better judgement, I'd feel alright.
Despite your ediments of violence, I'd feel alright.
Despite the force of your fury, I'd feel al-alright.
You're mean to me. Why must you be mean to me?
You shouldn't forget, you see, what you mean to me