I’m backed up in a corner

There is no longer a straightforward way out

I tried to be there for ya

But you made it hard

With all the what abouts

I don’t like insinuations

Why can’t you be cool?

In your head it’s

Crystals and diamonds

In your head

In your head

In your head

In your head

I don’t wanna mess with the balance

So I pick my battles

(I pick, I pick)

Your brain ‘til it turns to gunk

(Eugh)

I’ll throw it in the junk

When you’re acting like a punk

P-p-p-punk

I don’t like these situations

Why you being cruel?

(In your head)

In your head it’s

Crystals and diamonds

(In your head, in your head)

Whaddya say

I play your twisted game

Until I burst right into flames?

I’m a slave to your selfish ways

I’m a puppet for your pleasure

Like a camel walking through the desert

I won’t stop until I’m dead

You won’t even see me falter

‘Cus I hide it really well

I’m just a monkey in your circus

And you’re the announcer

I’ll do whatever you say as long

As I get fed

In the end

As long as I get fed in the end

As long as I get fed in the end

As long as I get fed in the end

As I get fed

In the end