Remind me of where I stand and who I compete against
Make me jealous and blind again, my heart was left cold as ice
Make me feel ***** and cheap and used
What more damage could you possibly do?
Talk ***** to me, even though it doesn’t turn me on
Whisper in my ear the things you wish to do to me
And then put those dreams into action
Drag my soul through the rain and leave me high in an alley
And forget me in the morning

But before you leave me, withered and rotting
Don’t forget to tell me how psychotic I am
And how I cared too much for you
Or possibly didn’t quite care enough
Talk my face down into the pavement, kick my heart around like a soda can
Talk those ***** mean words to me, Because it’s all I can stand