Regular exposure to insecticide has caused me to break out in hives.
  I'm losing weight. I cannot wait till Saturday...
  cuz on Saturday, my tax deductions make me function like a blue collar...
  white collar...? ...I don't know -so I gotta hollar
  "Oh! Oh Goddamnit! I think I've lost it!
  Oh God! Goddamnit, I think I've lost you!
  Anti-oxidants have got me causing accidents
  because my wine is spiked with pomegranite.
  If you've got just one, then slam it.
  Shot down -it's just such a shame.
  I bet you feel no pain. Mercy!
  Expect a rivalry.
  Shot down -it's just such a shame.
  I'm losing at this game. No fair!
  Why don't you seem to care.
  Lack of consequence has got me making decisions
  based upon truth or dare decision making.
  No faking.
  I end up taking karate.
  She's naughty... I call shotty!
  My body will never live up to these expectations...
  I still make invitations.
  Oh! Oh Goddamnit.
  I think I've lost it and I think that I've lost you.