You burden me with your questions 
You'd have me tell no lies 
You're always asking what it's all about 
But don't listen to my replies 
You say to me I don't talk enough 
But when I do I'm a fool 
These times I've spent, I've realized 
I'm going to shoot through 
And leave you 

The things, you say 
Your purple prose just gives you away 
The things, you say 
You're unbelievable 

You burden me with your problems 
By telling me more than mine 
I'm always so concerned 
With the way you say 
You've always go to stop 
To think of us being one 
Is more than I ever know 
But this time, I realize 
I'm going to shoot through 
And leave you 

Seemingly lastless, don't mean 
You can ask us 
Pushing down the relative 
Bringing out your higher self 
Think of the fine times 
Pushing down the better few 
Instead of bringing out the clues 
To what the world and everything anger to 
Brace yourself with the grace of ease 
I know this world ain't what it seems.