thirty licks with a belt - playing tricks on myself
and i wonder if everyone else is this way
a succession of tests a triumphant success
each time it s still intact at the end of the day

thirty drops in a glass - keep my temper and pass
with my breath held you bastards i ll get you! but then -
its not really so bad, there s still mom there s still
damage to do before they wrest the axe from my heads

its no mystery: you should obviously go
before i break everything
you re always telling me that youre dying to know
but you re not really listening

how do i manage to station myself in harms way
and only get hit with a ticket for loitering
that i have no means to pay - and no strength to argue
the voices are infesting up through the floorboards and they re
murmuring murder me
if i could shut them out just for an hour i swear
i could stop this catastrophe

thirty day guarantee
but that can t include me
after all i m at home in this childproof world
no sharp corners or glass
no small objects or plastic bags
please, these are death to a delicate girl

its no mystery - you should obviously know
that i ll destroy everything
so dont keep telling me that youre dying to know
cause you ll get what youre asking for

how can it be that i still put myself in harms way
and only get hit with a ticket for loitering
that i have no means to pay - what kind of place is this?
now all the voices are screaming this just isnt fair
but i ve got a fool proof plan
if i can get them alone for an hour i swear
it ll look like an accident
i could be decent yet
i ll make up for everything
i could be president....