I''ve got something to say to you
I can''t speak in stereo
And I don''t want you to be confused

There''s no need to analyze
There''s no need to form an affliction
You''re so bored and paralyzed
As you''re making another excuse

I can''t handle it, I''m intolerant
I rip off my shirt and I deal with it
I won''t through a fit, I don''t give a shit
I fall flat on my face in the back
Of this one

Collect me monotone
Cause I think I''m falling to pieces
I''m so strange, you should''ve known
While I lick all the salt off these wounds

For this one

I''m hating myself for
I want nothing more
We have such a strange design