Just when i think everything's right
Order established in my chaotic life
Make believe i'm satisfied
When all that's left is a stereotype
You are my emotional cash machine
I'm f**ing spent
So you gave more than you got
But everything around me is starting to rot
And i realise the mess i'm in
I'm glad i smashed your f**ing windscreen in
You are my emotional cash machine
I'm f**ing spent