Just stop, stop, stop all your nonsense!
I don’t know how much I can borne!
Just get, get, get out of my presence!
It is your thoughts and words I abhor!

Oh no, sweet, dear lady,
It is not you I hate.
Oh no, sweet, dear lady.
It’s your mind that infuriates,
Infuriates and builds my anger.
You say it all with no control.
Everything piercing like a dagger.
Making me feel so lonesome.

Pour all your words on me.
Let it drip off my skin.
Bathe me, make me feel faulty.
It’s you at fault deep within.

I’m the clean slate you wrote on.
Out of the womb I was pristine.
Then you let things screw me up.
Oh sweet, dear lady I want you to listen.

Oh no, sweet, dear lady,
It is not you I hate.
Oh no, sweet, dear lady,
It’s your mind that infuriates,
Infuriates and builds my anger.
You say it all with no control.
Everything piercing like a dagger.
Making me feel so lonesome.

Pour all your words on me.
Let it drip off my skin
Bathe me, make me feel faulty.
It’s you at fault deep within.

Don’t come around taking me to blame for.
Don’t come here telling me I’m at fault.
Don’t come around with those words I abhor.
Don’t come here with those thoughts that assault.

So keep pouring all your words on me.
It will keep dripping off my skin.
Bathe me in that puddle, make me feel faulty.
But we all know it’s you at fault deep within.