I'm about to cry
Because my privacy's fading
Go out and tell the world
About the things that you're hating
And it's needless to say
That I'm alone in a crowd
Oh shit
I forgot
That weeping is not allowed
Still I'm about to cry
You seem to be well informed
And if I ever had the chance
I would get rid of everyone
(It's just a) four letter word
You got nothing to say
Lay down for awhile
And do what I say ...
So if you want you can wear
My intestines as a crown
If you want you can try to swim
While others drown
If it helps you can slap
Yourself in front of your parents
I'm sure you live your life
With excessive caress
Still I'm about to cry
Cause of what happens today
I'm just a sentimental freak
In my personal way