Hold your breath
And count backwards from one hundred and ten
I get you're upset
But please don't destroy yourself again
Set your books on fire
And start over from scratch
Use a hand drill if you can't find a match
What's the catch
Get out of bed
Head to work to see the living dead
Open your first check
The number's incorrect
It's a sticker on construction paper
Portrait of success
Would you like a sample flavor
"Empty the register," he said
I'd be happy to, my friend
Loot the post office so they never hear back
Some of us manage to get caught
The lucky ones slip through the cracks
Late onset signs are starting to show
Sweep them under the rug
So no one will know
How many times do you need to say sorry
Before it's clear you don't feel bad
My paper boat floats towards the gutter
A pale face pops up asking me for cash
I'll be right back
