She said, "You want out". I said, "I know now, I know it,
But it doesn't make any sense. I spread me all out,
Expose for a freak. I have to be the petting-zoo for the
Weak." I guess it's time that I took control of things
Again. Try to pack the privacy back inside. I guess I'm
Facing up to the working kind, I hear there's no applause
For the pitiful out there, but that's not me; I think
I've gotta have a myth to apply to the lie. So I feel
Free to forge a fraud that'll play to the youth of the

World. And this charade is compliments of the mouse and
The trap he made. He let me go: that's the catch, cause I
Couldn't go away. She said, "That's a smile". I said,
"Keep it down, I know it, but it doesn't sell anything.
Look angry as hell, they clap when I fail. It's annoying
But a glutton tries anything". I don't know if the real
Me wants to leave that trap at all; bring it on mouse,
Let's take this outside...