You have the left earpiece in your right ear
And that's not the only thing wrong with you.
You make me sick, you make me sick
You're saying, "All right, you go."
But you're the one who's afraid of being alone
No matter what
There's something wrong with you
I'm sitting at the doctor's office watching the clock hand
I'll be here for at least three hours
I forgot my cell phone charger.
So I'm on power saving mode.
I'm wearing a ripped T-shirt.
From Disney.
And they're gonna take my blood.
I think there's something wrong with me.
Whispering nonsense in each other's ear.
And we're looking serious, even though
We feel like laughing
Our shared pain is quite ridiculous
It's hard to tell who's helping who
But it's more like we're forgetting each other
Where are you?
Why are you talking to me?
I wish I was out of blood
Your head hurts from listening to songs
You've got about a hundred songs downloaded
But you only listen to one
You turn the volume up to the max
And you realize how useless we are
We're always complaining
about our physical condition
About your mental state
About the people that hang around us
The people who aren't there
About trains that run too early
Or too late
There's something wrong with all of this
You turn off your cell phone and get ready for school
You're sick of it all and you're craving for love
I promise you I'll be the first to fall
I can't quantify the hope
When you scream we'll be bad together
That all the bad things
Were just corrupted by society
And everything was fine at first
What society made
That we can stop
But we're part of the carnage
Where people steal from each other
Always in a hurry, but they don't know
What they really want
All I can offer you is that T-shirt.
I'm sorry, I can't leave here.
It's not just like that
Sometimes I feel like I don't exist
In those cases, maybe I'm right.
You ignore me and I get sick
