Thirty licks with a belt Same old tricks on myself And I wonder Does everyone else live this way? A succession of tests A triumphant success Each time I'm still intact At the end of the day Thirty drops in a glass Keep my temper and pass With my breath held you, bastards You lucked out again Its not really so bad There's still mom, there's still... Damage to do Before they wrest the axe from my hands Its no mystery You should obviously go Before I break everything You're always telling me That you're dying to know But you're not really listening How do I manage to station myself in harms way? And only get hit with a ticket for loitering That I have no way to pay And no strength to argue My personal demons can scheme With professional care Oh, god, they're after me If I could shut them out just for an second I swear, I could stop this catastrophe Thirty day guarantee But they can't have meant me After all, I was born To a childproof world No sharp corners or glass Small objects or plastic bags Please, these are death To a delicate girl It's no mystery You should obviously know That I'll destroy everything So don't go telling me That you're dying to know 'Cause you'll get what you're asking for And I still manage to station my self in harm's way And only get hit with a ticket for loitering Stating I came the wrong day Now all the demons are screaming Their wages aren't fair I've left a secret kept If I could shut them up just for a second I swear, it'll look like an accident I could be decent yet The magnificent end I could be president