You say your life's a total waste.
You told me on the fire escape,
Just before you bummed a cigarette.
Well, you've always been a high-life wire,
Never strayed, but so inspired.
It k**s me when I see you so upset.
You're telling everyone
That I'm the stubborn one.
I guess you broke the spell.
Hell is other people.
To Hell with other people.
Not a word from you in days.
I guess it's just your facet ways
Running hot and cold and back again.
But it's hard to keep an open mind
When you keep changing all the time.
Suddenly receiving not to send.
It's all lived inward,
but I'm the one who's turned,
I guess you broke the spell.
Hell is other people.
To Hell with other people.
You're five on Saffir Simpson Scale,
Sharper than a broken nail.
I'm glad I'm still alive to tell the tale
Hell is other people,
To Hell with other people.
Hell is other people.
To Hell with other people.
Hell is other people.
To Hell with other people.