somewhere outside there are tricks and evil   holler downstairs while I drive      I want to watch you buttercup   coming through the fog      dying of bordom, I'll try it all      sixteen olive   skin bound by a voice      I don't want to go   but I want it well   at least you fucking care      dying of bordom, I'll try it all      I'll be faint like a crook      it looks and feels great   but look at what its doing to you   but thats okay   look how it feels      it looks and feels great   but look at what its doing to you   but thats okay   look how it feels      it looks and feels great   but look at what its doing to you   but thats okay   look how it feels      I don't want to go,    but I want it.    Well at least,    you fucking care.       Dying of boredom, I'll try it all.       I'll be faint,    like a crook.       It looks and feels great,    but look at what's it's doing to you,    but that's ok,    look at how it feels.