Imagine that I can't be comforted at all In pieces I went from crawling into a ball Evidence, it's in my breathing every day Less and less and less Hey you you wore me out there was nothing left for anybody else And you your the last little shit that anyone expected Could put me through this yeah it's true Turbulence auto pilot to control down and down and down And if he's there then I'll take my order to go He shouldn't see he shouldn't know Hey you you wore me out there was nothing left for anybody else And you your the last little shit that anyone expected Could put me through this yeah fucker it's true And over there in the corner of the room Sat little Jack Horner in his gloom Do you like it there Na na na na na Hey you you slither around while you rip every vein out And you your once so charming self inflicted tortured act It's a loser and a poser's tool Hey you you wore me out there was nothing left for anybody else And you you're the last little shit that anyone expected Could put me through this Yeah fucker it's true Imagine that Imagine that