Roll over monotone   I've got something to say to you   I can't speak in stereo   And I don't want you to be confused      There's no need to analyze   There's no need to form an affliction   You're so bored and paralyzed   As you're making another excuse      I can't handle it, I'm intolerant   I rip off my shirt and I deal with it   I won't through a fit   I fall flat on my face and I deal with it   Of this one      Collect me monotone   'Cuz I think I'm falling to pieces   I'm so strange, you should've known   While I lick all the salt off these wounds      For this one      I'm hating myself for   I want nothing more   We have such a strange design