Whadja do buddy me?
My how you scurry around so frantically.
Your mouth is full and cannot speak.
Now you're swimming in your own bed of sweat!
You can't spit. You can't dry your naked and vulnerable body!
You didn't wanted wutcha started didja? Huh?
You didn't wanted wutcha started didja? Huh?
You didn't wanted wutcha started now yer runnin' around witcho head off!
Don't kidja!
You didn't wanted wutcha started didja? Huh?
You never wanted wutcha started didja? Huh?
You didn't wanted wutcha started now yer runnin' around witcho head off!
Don't kidja!
Head off kid! Head off kid yeah! Head off!
Whadja say buddy me?
You need help that's fine, but try to think next time.
'Cause I'm always chasing my stubborn goals.
And I pay no mind to who I crush along the way.
I can't spit. I can't dry my naked and vulnerable body!
I hate to think that you could depend on me for your welfare.
Why does it always come to this?
You put me on the spot and it's not fair.
I guess I wanted it all. I just wanted it all.
I guess I wanted it all, hell, I needed it!
I hate to think that you are using me to you advantage.
All the more that time goes by; the more I wonder if you are demented.
I hate to think that you're smarter than this; that you can understand this.
If it's true, then fuck you and I'm out; it'll never end up like you planned it!
Don't kidja! Don't kidja! Don't kidja! Don't kidja!