Consistently tearing me apart Convincingly unaware Convincing me I have no part Oh we're such a pathetic pair Oh we're such a pathetic pair Deceptively try to knock me down And secretly I don't care Defiantly looking for an out Sometimes I wonder if I was even there Sometimes I wonder if I was even there Funny how a dead thing's growing Fall down, cut yourself, cut yourself Funny how you keep from knowing What's clear to no one else Successfully it's been torn apart Severed perfectly I don't know Courageously I'll stand my ground Where the hell is the remote control Where the hell is the remote control Funny how a dead thing's growing Like a little burning hatred raging the dole Deafened by the fury and the anger And the pettiness that's pitiful Consistently tearing me apart Convincingly unaware Convincing me I've done my part Oh we're such a pathetic pair Oh we're such a pathetic pair