Roll over monotone
Ive got something to say to you
I cant speak in stereo
And I dont want you to be confused

Theres no need to analyze
Theres no need to form an affliction
Youre so bored and paralyzed
As youre making another excuse

I cant handle it, Im intolerant
I rip off my shirt and I deal with it
I wont through a fit, I dont give a shit
I fall flat on my face in the back
Of this one

Collect me monotone
Cause I think Im falling to pieces
Im so strange, you shouldve known
While I lick all the salt off these wounds

For this one

Im hating myself for
I want nothing more
We have such a strange design