El-P - How to Serve Man (The Meanest Things I'd Never Say) lyrics

[Intro] "What are you thinking right now?" "I would really prefer not to tell you what's going on in my head right now." "I really wanna know. I'm not going to hold it against you, I promise I'm a big girl, I can handle it, just tell me what's going on in your head." "Mr. Chambers, don't get on that ship! The rest of the book, "to serve man", it's- it's a cookbook!" [Verse 1] That's not a hand, it's a claw; And this is not a song, it's an exorcism of numbness We are not in my bedroom anymore, it's a prison camp that I've been stuck in This isn't skin, it's a scramble suit with a thousand me's rotating That's not your mouth, that's a boredom generator; powered by irritation We aren't a couple, we're isolationists who to try to use the buddy system And that wasn't s**, it was a competition for power that I'm clearly winning But that's not victory, matter of fact I think I'm better off forfeiting You go for the gold, girl, I'm about to bounce out to Deadwoods Hills for cleaner living And I really do [Hook x4] I hope it all works out like you want it to [Verse 2] This is not Brooklyn, it's a colony of wayward bees without a queen And we're not people, we're like Sims controlled by childish deities But see we're alive now and it's not time we're wasting here Nah this is life and you're so (pretty) Like the gleam off that blade when you slipped my ribs the shivy This ain't a break up, I like to think of it as a stay of execution And that's not the air I'm clearing, it's the wispy trails of our cumulus pollution And that's not despair you're feeling, it's the petulant reaction of a wounded child And that's not the door I'm looking at, it's an escape hatch to the zeppelin we're inside And I really do [Hook x4] I hope it all works out like you want it to [Verse 3] You're not a woman, you're a piranha with cutlery for dentured up smile And I'm not a man, I'm an incomplete punchline of a joke I don't understand That's not your diary, it's a cookbook, and I'm your favorite chapter when you're bored And that's not a love letter, it's a recipe for the same slop you served before This ain't an insult, it's the clearest truth I've ever had the misery to speak These aren't words, these are the terms of my surrender and defeat But I'm not sorry, beyond the sorry nature of existing with no plans Please don't touch me, just wave goodbye with that claw that not's a hand Did I mention that… [Hook x16] I hope it all works out like you want it to And I really do…