p**nography can't replace you in oh so many ways
Just like no gum can replace thirteen years of cigarettes
You make me feel like an a**hole every time I bring it up
Yuo're looking out for number one
Yet somehow that's my problem
I try to laugh it off
Both feet to shove it down
Beware of falling mood swings
If you should open your mouth
Philosophy can't explain you, no matter how it tries
Just like a snapped electric line ridden by Der Ubermench
Rouge wounded elephants still charge when they're confronted with logic
Psycology only helps when you shut up and listen
"He was right as rain as he dove along
But he's just as dead as if he'd bee wrong"
Can't talk to you about it anymore
I know it's not my fault
But I pay anyway
When your Young and the Restless knocks and comes over to stay
Can't talk to you about it anymore