What kind of world is it
Where I'm afraid just to speak?
What kind of adventure is it
If I have to stay in my seat?
What kind of discovery is it
If it's been discovered already?
And how many wrongs
Will get me at least one shiny penny?

I'm so afriad, my only friends
Are on the other side of my phone
And it's so dark and sticky
Without someone to hear my groans.
And it must have been forever since I've seen you,
Because of grown tired of being alone.
You know I can't live without you,
Without you I don't want to go home.
And you complete me and hold me,
I'm stuck to you like glue.
You used me like a flyswatter,
But I still love you.
You've torn my brain apart,
And it's hurting really bad
But it's just a side effect
Of holding your hand.

Now I realise it's not good
To be with someone like you,
I hate your personality
And everything you do.
The worst thing you can do to someone
Is not to take their life,
For shattering someone's confidence
Is the worst possible crime.