These four walls seem much more solitary
The more sanitary they get
The cleaner this room gets
The more empty it seems

When you strike first I'll strike right back
Doesn't seem fair to have to throw up a white flag
Antagonizing, narcissistic, cancer on my life
Just, get, out!

When things need to be done, get them done
No more procrastination for masturbation
When you, swear, to keep an eye on me
All of the time, don't you have anything better to do?

(I guess not.)

No, I suppose not or else you'd
Get off my back! It's not like I need a,
Another bitch clawing at my hair and driving me
Up another wall!

Apocalyptic nauseating sensations making me sweat!
Again the feeling come to pass, just too fast
For me and I don't know if I can do it
But at least, I know, you can't either!

When things need to be done, get them done
No more procrastination for masturbation
When you, swear, to keep an eye on me
All of the time, don't you have anything better to do?

(I'll never apologize)