Thirty Whacks

Thirty licks with a belt

Same old tricks on myself

And I wonder

Does everyone else live this way?

A succession of tests

A triumphant success

Each time I'm still intact

At the end of the day

Thirty drops in a glass

Keep my temper and pass

With my breath held you, bastards

You lucked out again

Its not really so bad

There's still mom, there's still...

Damage to do

Before they wrest the axe from my hands

Its no mystery

You should obviously go

Before I break everything

You're always telling me

That you're 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 way to pay

And no strength to argue

My personal demons can scheme

With professional care

Oh, god, they're after me

If I could shut them out just for an second

I swear, I could stop this catastrophe

Thirty day guarantee

But they can't have meant me

After all, I was born

To a childproof world

No sharp corners or glass

Small objects or plastic bags

Please, these are death

To a delicate girl

It's no mystery

You should obviously know

That I'll destroy everything

So don't go telling me

That you're dying to know

'Cause you'll get what you're asking for

And I still manage to station my self in harm's way

And only get hit with a ticket for loitering

Stating I came the wrong day

Now all the demons are screaming

Their wages aren't fair

I've left a secret kept

If I could shut them up just for a second

I swear, it'll look like an accident

I could be decent yet

The magnificent end

I could be president