They just don't get if I'm ******, Cynical or sarcastic They think I've got a heart of plastic That is pretty drastic They say that I'm a spastic My feelings like rubber elastic It hurts when it hits You try dealing with this **** But wait that's just it, they do We all have our personal scars That befall us And on behalf Of everybody else I offer up myself To take the blame, the shame Break you free of these chains If that's what it takes To break all the trouble I've made Then lay out my fate And I'll take your place.