Biology - Damaged Goods lyrics

I have to be careful with what I say I'm feeling dreadfully honest and I might give too much away The truth is best kept secret when the secret will cause you pain To confess it with some cliché lyric, well wouldn't that be such a waste Show me something that is free from traps and drawbacks, They've all got the sense of confusion, But some more pronounced than they'd like to let known, And the problem with living in general You can make the effort and find your own direction But if you lose anymore weight they are going to start asking questions Maybe they're a shortage of ways to pa** the time You keep washing down those P.M.s with the blood of the vine Now I've seen the logic behind your decision It makes me feel remorseful like a born-again in prison With a quick confession you start with a clean slate If your gods that much of a push over then I guess you'll be OK Show me something permanent and I will show you dissolution I know that's sounding miserable but That's just the impression I've got