Make up the rules for me to live by   Rules you break and just let it slide   You try and find you inside of me      Be as great as you want me to be   Hypocrite, the word that fits   Do as you say not as you do      You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   Pushin' me, push, push me to a breakpoint      Self esteem, you seem to lack   Point the finger, there's three pointing back   Control's the illusion with all good intent      [Incomprehensible] contagious, you laugh and infect   Criticist, the word that fits   Put me down to lift you up      You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   Pushin' me, push, push me to a breakpoint      Watchin' pain, the only pleasure   Fascination sick disaster   Suffering since you were born      Mess with the bull and you'll get the horn   Misery, the word that fits   Times are good when times are bad      You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   You're pushin' me to a breakpoint   You're pushin' me, pushin' me to a breakpoint      In my opinions as a professional   I recommend we straight-jacket the son of a bitch   Lock him in a rubber room, sedate him, heavily   And when he wakes up, if he wakes up   We'll see if he can be a nice boy      Sedate me   [Incomprehensible]      Breakpoint, you push me to a breakpoint   Breakpoint, you push me to a breakpoint   Breakpoint, don't push me