Oh how romantic of you   To recite all my qualities   Like you care   How apathetic of you   To just strut your ass around   Like I'm not there   Wait a second, stop a minute   I don't need all your fuck up shit so   I'm catching you right in the act   Don't call me back   'Cause I won't pick it up   When You're calling      Hold the thought and throw it away   You've had your chances   So get out of my way   I'll kick you down to the ground   If you don't trip   And I won't pick you up   When you're falling   How sympathetic of you   To guide me through life   And change your plans for me   How fucking lame of you   To beat down my self confidence   Consciously      Wait a second, stop a minute   I don't need all your fucked up shit so   I'm catching you right in the act      Don't call me back   'Cause I won't pick it up   When you're calling      Hold the thought and throw it away   You've had your chances so get out of my way   I'll kick you down to the ground if you don't trip   And I won't pick you up when you're falling