Sour, this affliction
If it was me I'd have it fixed
And with everywhere you've been
You're much too old to be so naive

Chorus:

So what the Hell do you wanna be?
Following the trends that never end
I can't stand the parties you attend
So what the Hell do you want with me?

Oh, you're so underground
Oh, ain't that swell
Well the word is on the street
You're collecting sympathy and then you hide, oh...
And ya ain't been out in days
Will the sunshine burn your face
Preserve your precious skin
I'll go out, you stay in...

Chorus

Please don't feed the pigeons
Out of the same sad bag of tricks
I've heard it all a million times
You make me sicker than the wine you drink
So if you think I need some help
Climb out of your own shell It'll make you think

Chorus:

So...what the hell do you wanna be
Following the trends that never end
Why is it that I can't stand your friends
So what the Hell do you want with me?
What the Hell do you want to be?
Following fashion in the sheets
Chasing every other flavor of the week
So what the Hell do you want from me...?

What do you wanna be?
What do you wanna be?
What do you want to be?

(Thanks to ganzina for these lyrics)