Fed up with all these people
Who love to tell me things
That I don't really want to hear
Or ever understand
This world is so amazing
That I could fall asleep
With all those babbling, drooling faces
It makes me feel so bored

Speak to me
And I won't listen
Wake me up
And I won't move
So why don't you just shut
The hole in your face
And disappear
Without a trace?

But boredom is a good friend
Reliable as rain
Which starts to fall when you leave the house
And stops when you're back again
And every silver lining
Turns out to be a fake
A bitter-tasting, uneatable,
Abominable cake

Speak to me
And I won't listen
Slash me up
And I won't bleed
So why don't you just take
Your dumb-numb face
And disappear
Without a trace?

So if I ever told you:
"You're more than just a friend!"
Forget about it, I lied to you
As you reached out for my hand
And all you fucking would-be saints
Who live to work, to earn and die
Go on and live your little lives
And don't forget to forget this lie

Speak to me
And I won't listen
Beat me up
I won't even sigh
So why don't you just wipe
That grin from your face
And disappear
Without a trace?