Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh I could cut the tension with a knife You're fighting tooth and nail to Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Master this dimension You smell blood like a hunter on the trail so Be careful not to take yourself too seriously You beat your head against the wall Plead with the gods for some direction Cry foul when no one hears the call But you don't need answers You need better questions Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Your portable prison Seems to be made from papier-mâché, so Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Have yourself some good fun Kick the wall Get some fresh air and some day glow It's not so hard to flip the script now, honey It's not so hard, but here's the catch Ain't nobody gonna hold your hand Or wash your ass You can stare at the green of your neighbor's lawn Or keep watering the grass You beat your head against the wall Plead with the gods for some direction Cry foul when no one hears the call But you don't need answers You need better questions You'll never be satisfied You'll never be satisfied You'll never be satisfied You'll never be satisfied You'll never be satisfied