Into the river below, running from the inferno I'll take all the blame, the front page, and the fame Into the river below You'll think I'm insane, but you'll all know my name I'm sick and I'm twisted I'm broken; you can't fix it Don't make me 'cause I'll

But, oh, Lord, don't make it easy Keep me working till I work it all out Till I'm free from this shadow of doubt Keep me out of this shadow of doubt But please, please won't you shine enough light on me Just another homesick child, tired of running wild

I don't have the nerve to use my heart The thought of loving you just makes me sick I can throw a line but I can't reel it in I can throw a dart but I can't make it stick I can write the line but I can't sing the song I can call my momma but I won't go

No way, no way Never goin' home, n-n-never goin' home One way ticket 'cause I had to show yah Flow so sick, make you catch pneumonia I'm never goin' home, n-n-never goin' home So who's gonna tell me I can't do Anything I put my mind to Now I ain't tryna

Come on over Do the twist (aha) Have a fit (aha) Shoot the shit (aha) Love you so much Makes me sick (aha) Beat me out of me (beat it, beat it) She keeps it pumpin' strait in my heart.

Can't you see, ya all I wear my socks up to my knees They still make a motel out of me They come when hot and muggy They won't eat you alive, Hear me beg ya all It's so unfair, can't you see Leave me alone little chiggers Can't you see, oh

Just saying When you change your mind I'll be waiting You should leave him 'Cause it really makes me sick You don't need him I'll help you get over it 'Cause I'm better than him You got a boyfriend And he's a total loser

You're an asshole You look like ass you smell like shit So why are you such a dick. You always make me sick. Bound for agony, Your life's catastrophe. You walk around like you're the tits You walk around like your the tits You make me sick.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger Well it's me, myself, and I Quiver at the thought of you But beneath myself and I Quiver at the thought of being alone Is the thought of being alone What makes you sick, what makes me quiver You leave me at the

Tonight your ghost will ask my ghost I'm sick, you're tired, let's dance Where is the love? Break to love make lust I know it isn't Cold as numbers but let's dance As though it were easy for you to lead me I could be passive gracefully Half the horizon's