With my fingers on half of your face
Let's take a walk and get out of my place
It's a little like talking to kids
Shame on everyone who knows about this
You think it's just f**ing fine to appear
Taking notes on my mental unrest
Keeping all of these numbers up here
Is like finding lumps at the heart of your breast
Don't you think I know this?
Don't you think I know what you're doing here?