Из альбома: You Smash It, We'll Build Around It
The shit has hit the fan, but I still do the best I can
Squares can roll, and circles crack with time
Snap to attention like the queen of deception you vet
I need a coma
Try and you try and you try to forget
Somewhere, somehow, you must have known you'd be evil
You don't care, you're still in love
But maybe if I punch you in the face, you'll know this is real
But this is not the time or the place, could care less how you feel
Your sex is cylinder, lucky for me it's the same with her
Those chromosomes were stoned if not asleep