Imagine that I can't be comforted at all In pieces I went from crawling into a ball Evidence, it's in my breathing every day Less and less and less
Hey you - you wore me out There was nothing left for anybody else Listen you, you're the last little shit that anyone expected Could put me through this Yeah it's true
Turbulence, auto pilot to control Down and down and down And if he's there then I'll take my order to go He shouldn't see, He shouldn't know
Hey you - you wore me out There was nothing left for anybody else And you, you're the last little shit that anyone expected Could put me through this Yeah fucker it's true
And over there in the corner of the room Sat little Jack Horner in his gloom Oh how you like it there Na na na na na
Hey you- you slithered around while you ripped every vein out And you - your once so charming self inflicted tortured act It's a loser and a poser's tool
Hey you - you wore me out There was nothing left for anybody else And you, you're the last little shit that anyone expected Could put me through this Yeah fucker it's true