Are you numb to me. Have you grown to be?
Tolerance has built. Is my touch too weak.
Are you through with me? Nothing new with me.
Tired of doing me. Not enough a freak?
Are you telling me. Without telling me.
That soon you will be. Dispelling me.
Are you trying to see. Let me down easy.
No more bruising me. Fucking using me.
Knock you down.
What I am you cannot hope to be.
Never thought you'd fall so easily.
What you are will never frighten me.
Get back up and that is where I'll be.
Are you draining me? Are you staining me?
Using up my soul. And detaining me?
Are you trying me? Thought of buying me?
Well I'm not that cheap. And I'm never free.
Are you shaping me? Painting, taping me?
Mold me into your. Invest, wait and see.
Are you sucking me? Mental fucking me?
Set me up to fall? And then chucking me?
Knock you down. What I am you cannot hope to be.
Never thought you'd fall so easily.
What you are will never frighten me.
Get back up and that is where I'll be.
Seen it before, should have seen it, seen it coming.
Been it before, should have seen it, over-run it.
Had it before, seen it slip away again.
And now it stings like the needle on my skin.
Seen it before, should have felt it, felt it slipping.
Been it before, should have seen it, through the tripping.
Had it before, but again I didn't duck.
To late to cry now I (don't-give-a-fuck)