Everyone I know is fucking scared of my reaction
Every point that's made ends in immediate retraction
'Cause they know that I might stand up, hit 'em with the hatchet
Treat 'em cold as fuck they're gonna wish they brought a jacket

Always blowing something so much bigger than a gasket
Only know the aftermath of all my fits of passion
If I can't find the brakes, I know I'll end up in a casket
But there's no guarantee my wheels can ever gain some traction

I ain't got nobody being honest with me, just like Frank said
My sanity is bound by a single thread
You left me a letter and I cried when I read
We both think it's best if I'm dead?

I'm blue in the face, just like that bitch from Willy Wonka
My heart's beating out my chest, I think I need a doctor
If this is the end, I hope that God's willing to barter
Wonder what it'd take to be remembered as a martyr

Catch me in the next life, babe, and maybe I'll be smarter
Maybe I'll start looking at who's taking off my garter
Someday on a Tuesday I'll take you to Red Lobster
9 months after that, I'm sure I'll be your baby father

I ain't got nobody being honest with me, just like Frank said
My sanity is bound by a -
You left me a letter and I cried when I read
We both think it's best if I'm dead?

I'm so fucking lonely, but I did it to myself
The devil has what's left of me, I'll see you all in hell
My girlfriend keeps on telling me I'm bad for her health
But that shit means nothing when I'm making her heart melt

Lately, I've been hanging out on my bathroom floor
I know I'm always losing but who's really keeping score
Hate living in my skin, but maybe I'd like yours
Hate thinking 'bout what she's gon' see behind my closet door

I ain't got nobody being honest with me, just like Frank said
My sanity is bound by a single thread
You left me a letter and I cried when I read
We both think it's best if I'm dead