Put your tired arguments to bed, sirnCus' life's not laid out like a ledgernSo forgiveness and grace are beneath younYou're so bleached of feelings, you're see-throughnLike a vampire in a mirrornnYou tore me apartnAnd found only blood inside my heartnAnd when I tried to explainnI found nothing in your head but brainsnnPut your tired logic away, sirnCus' life's not red ink upon papernYour fat head is filled with the factualnNot the beautiful chaos that's actual-ly nSpinning all around younnYou tore me apartnAnd found only blood inside my heartnAnd when I tried to explainnI found nothing in your head but brainsnnMy unsolicited advice is:nLive by what you lovenCus I'm sick and tired of peoplenTicking no to all abovennAnd we're all making our own weathernYou're so coldnWho'll look after you, when you are old?nnYou tore me apartnAnd found only blood inside my heartnAnd when I tried to explainnI found nothing in your head but brains