****about

This song is a *********

Not one to write home about

And I guess if you're in any doubt

That I'm a *********

Then I'll hear you out

I live in a paradise

It's not home, but I guess it's alright

And you live on the second floor

Sleep in the corridor

What are you living for?

[chorus]

When words get stuck in your throat

And all you wanna do is choke

On the lies that you've been fed

When you are down in the dumps

And you're kicking at the walls

'Cause you don't know what you've said

When I put the kettle on

You put heavy metal on

I won't say a word, until I go

Then you say

What do I know anyway?

And I waste, every single day

Staring into the middle space

And you know that I'm a *********

What can we talk about anyhow?

[chorus]

[instrumental]

[chorus]

I don't give a ****

About people in love

They don't piss me off

They just make me give up