I'm about to cry Because my privacy's fading Go out and tell the world About the things that you're hating And it's needless to say That I'm alone in a crowd Oh shit I forgot That weeping is not allowed Still I'm about to cry You seem to be well informed And if I ever had the chance I would get rid of everyone (It's just a) four letter word You got nothing to say Lay down for awhile And do what I say ... So if you want you can wear My intestines as a crown If you want you can try to swim While others drown If it helps you can slap Yourself in front of your parents I'm sure you live your life With excessive caress Still I'm about to cry Cause of what happens today I'm just a sentimental freak In my personal way ...