i'm taking you out of the fight
your head must not be screwed on right
don't tell me that i should think twice
i'm going to cut out your lights

what do you take me for?
adjust your behavior
you're losing me
and boring your savior

dammit, jacqueline
get out of those spandex pants
you forget yourself in a culture of happenstance

this hiding
it's not you
this lighting
it's not true

where did you purchase all of your affectations?
are this season's new shades worth the inflation?

dammit, marcellus
the way your fitted cap slants
not for protection from the sun
but for a glance

the boasting
till you're blue
the posting
sad, but true
the coasting
now you're through  

what a time to feel wasteful
what a time to be tasteful
broken hearts don't mean broken eyes
you said you were very
very very very
ooh, on the contrary
you wanna get nasty?
you wanna get past me?
give me everything you've got
i'm not asking for a lot
more often times than not
hope's the hole in the plot

shame
the words are right there 
but the muscles to make them just seize up and tear
it's okay that it's not fair
you're young and have plenty of blood to spare

i'm in no mood for good tidings
sound advice or silver linings
on which all your faith is riding

maybe i don't talk about the right things
shame
that which you fear voicing is what makes you interesting

it would fall from the sky
it would come inside your home and begin to pry
i dare you to lie

better moves may come
to disguise the confusion you ran away from
no it won't look right to some
but the test don't match the curriculum
shame

i'm not starving
though i wish i were
it's feed or be feed
godspeed, my love
godspeed