Imagine that I can't [bad word] at all 
In pieces I went from crawling into a ball 
Evidence, it's in my breathing every day 
Less and less and less 

Hey you - you wore me out 
There was nothing left for anybody else 
Listen you, you're the last little [bad word] that anyone expected 
Could put me through this 
Yeah it's [bad word] 

Turbulence, auto pilot to control 
Down and down and down 
And if he's there then I'll take my order to go 
He shouldn't see, He shouldn't know 

Hey you - you wore me out 
There was nothing left for anybody else 
And you, you're the last little [bad word] that anyone expected 
Could put me through this 
Yeah [bad word] it's [bad word] 

And over there in the corner of the room 
Sat little Jack Horner in his gloom 
Oh how you like it there 
Na na na na na 

Hey you- you slithered around while you ripped every vein out 
And you - your once so charming self inflicted tortured act 
It's a loser and a poser's tool 

Hey you - you wore me out 
There was nothing left for anybody else 
And you, you're the last little [bad word] that anyone expected 
Could put me through this 
Yeah [bad word] it's [bad word] 

Imagine that 
Imagine that