This conversation- going down the drain
And here I go again
I spill my sarcasm all over you
When respect is due
I really doní‹Å“ mean to offend
But I do it every day
My twisted mind gets out of hand
And I scare you all away
(Now) 7 days a week 1000 words I shouldní‹Å“ speak
I got a big, big mouth
A big, big mouth
Nothing that you say really matters anyway
I got a big, big mouth
A big, big mouth
So please doní‹Å“ take it personally
So please doní‹Å“ take it personally
So I keep on talking until I smash it up
You know, I just caní‹Å“ stop
I drive the dagger right into your heart
And tear it all apart
I really doní‹Å“ mean to offend
But I do it every day
My twisted mind gets out of hand
And I wish myself away
7 days a week I give myself the creeps?