With nothing better to do No one to come home to I woefully conclude To take it out on you I'm bored to the extreme, this world of foolish dreams Disillusion, I am not who I seem to be Yeah sure, I might do harm and bear my right to arm Retribution, if only someone would listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me A room, an empty shelf A book on mental health I look for inner wealth By punishing myself I'm bored to the extreme, this world of foolish dreams Disillusion, I am not who I seem to be Yeah sure, I might do harm and bear my right to arm Retribution, if only someone would listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me Listen to me