Maybe I hate the taste of sugar Maybe I love rainy days Maybe I like the smell of chloroform in the morning Wake up and choke on the haze Chew me up, spit me out Or you can swallow me whole I'm sweet, I'm sour It's all the same f**er, throw me a bone I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't) I think I'm ill Well I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't) I'm standing still Maybe I cry blood And I sweat tears And I bleed sweat And I A-fib Maybe this is a sign That what's yours Can now be mine I'm sorry if I'm being nosy I'm just pulling myself And I'm not sure of the painful present Baby, I was raised in Hell I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't) I think I'm ill Well I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't) I'm standing still How long has it been since I've tasted skin? I can't escape from the thoughts in my head How long has it been since I've tasted skin? I can't escape from the thoughts in my head I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't) I think I'm ill Well, I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't) I'm standing still I've got a problem (no you don't, no you don't) I think I'm ill Well, I'm going nowhere (no you won't, no you won't) I'm standing still I'm standing still I'm standing still I'm standing still I'm standing still