I don't need you to love me
I don't need you to care
Take your body from by me
Be yourself over there

Though you think you adore me
Secretly you just bore me
When I'm thinking of something
You [bad word] up nothing

Now I'm not a neurotic
Or my business spasmodic
And my only excuse is: [bad word] from chaos

Keep your music for evenings
And your coffee for callers
Say goodbye to your freedom [bad word] here with your wallet