Teach me what to say Get high and hide away Shuttering the rage Kitchen jokes and double plays The wall was built, we'll carry that guilt 'Til our dying day The vanities and charities Still made sense to me Tomorrow, go to work Pretend I barely know you 'Til Thursday blooms and we resume This rail-carting masquerade But I can't stand sitting next to you Pretending that I want it, too While the mean old men are messing with your mind Pulled ahead while you get left behind There's a little bird in my head That pecks and brutalizes non-believers This culture's kept us cooped and locked away I deface it every day Rattling my cage