This Paranoia

Oooh, I feel the fear in you

I see it in your face

I know the color, shape, the size

I even know the taste

You wear it like a trophy

But I see it wear you down

I hold my breath and count to ten

Each time you come around

Now here we go again

And both of us pretend

You know it has no end

This paranoia

Why'd you want to bring me down again

Ooh, this paranoia

What's it doing for ya?

Why don't you throw it out!

Ooh, you make a calculation

And you always know the score

You say that two and two is ten

Even when we know it's four

And if a judge and jury turned to you

And said "guilty"

You'd only look them in the eye

And say "it wasn't me"

Now here we go again

And both of us pretend

You know it has no end

This paranoia

Blaming everybody for your own mistakes

Don't know how much longer I can fake this

Ooh, cos I can't take no more

This paranoia

Throw it out