I will not Get out of bed and live today I think I will waste away and die Please don't look me in the eye Clean my room Pick my garbage off the floor, anything to not feel bored anymore Anymore I'll try again some day When I can stay awake I am so weak and smooth I am plastic, so melt me as you do Peekaboo I am living in your walls, dragging chains across the halls Watching television sitcoms Why don't I go for a walk Why I don't I get in my car, see the sun and moon and stars I would get up off my bed For good I'll try again some day When I can stay awake I am so smooth so sweet I am plastic stuck inside a fuse