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
Listen 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
Na na na na na
Hey you
Hey you
You slithered around
While you ripped every vein out
Hey you
Hey you
When you
Your once so charming
Self inflicted tortured act
(Hey you)
(Hey you)
It's a loser and a poser's tool
Hey you
Hey you
You wore me out
There was nothing left for anybody else
Hey you
Hey you
Listen you, you're the last little shit
That anyone expected
Could put me through this
(Hey you)
(Hey you)
Yeah fucker it's true
Hey you
Hey you
Imagine that
Imagine that