No one means what they say    And you can tell as clear as deep-sea fish    All internal organs and glowing eyes    I've been good, I've been busy    I've realized my friend's true intentions    Cut all ties    I've been doing ten thousand pushups a day    Plastic cube filled with pus that sits atop my supervisor's desk    The feeling of ice on the inside of a wrist    Always tired, need a nap    I have to make myself brush my teeth    I've made a list of everything I've ever owned    When the days bring nothing new    And the sound of laughter makes you sick    And snide    You know you've got the jitters    Nothing's wrong, I'm just fine    I've realized I just don't like jokes    I'm thinking of moving I can't call anyone back    You can tell every time they lean away    When you just want to talk    You couldn't buy their interest now    Stolen cars in a heap    A naked body on the neighbor's yard    When they let you down on cue    When you give up way before you even try    You know you've got    You've got the jitters    They glows as they near    Then disappear    Like highway signs on a starless night    And it's so hard to tell who's being fled    And who's in flight