They've all got it out for me
I'm not the usual, quite the unusual suspect.
Think of me less
I'm a little outrageous
Completely predictable
Stupidity's contagious
That's understandable
Attacking without provocation
Determined and willing
Never showing hints of interest
Only signs of weakness
I'm not completely there
I'm not in good care
I could blow up or out of control
Hit below the belt, damn thats cold
It's not easy
Believe me
Living with these thoughts
They're overbearing
Now they're all staring
Keep your eyes out there, nothing to see here
Shuffle on, move on.
Well shit
Cut it
What's with the fuss?
Just not the right day
You've got it the wrong way
Misinterpret what I say