Here i stand: the self-made victimnI know that you didn't do anythingnI'm trying to make something from nothingnYou're wasting your breath on these earsnMy dearnYou're wasting your breath on these earsnYou will kill me somedaynIf you have to cash me innI will have to be okaynYou'll fry the contents of my headnPretend and bend the words i saidnAnd kill me someday, stone deadnI can't help but wish that i was virgo-intactnOh i wouldn't caren'cause i just wouldn't knownSo don't say in this that you're all alonenYou founded the worst of these fearsnMy dearnYou founded the worst of these fearsnYou will kill me somedaynIf you have to cash me innI will have to be okaynYou'll fry the contents of my headnPretend and bend the words i saidnAnd kill me someday, stone dead