You baffle me, like a 1st grader trying to learn geometry. You make me shake like the paintings on a wall during an earthquake i wish i could throw all my feelings in a basket like baby Jesus was thrown into a lake. Your impossible to decipher one minute your clearer than water and the other your nothing but martyr, you inflict pain upon me your worse than eating a salad without the croutons so now i dance this ballad alone at my canton like a person who's home is an asylum