I've got no expectations
I complicate the complications
I've got no objection to whatever's going on
Filled with anticipation
I decorate with decoration
Try hard to be the focus of it all
Chorus:
Tell me you want me, 'cause I don't believe you
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration)
Life is the slowest form of suicide
Feel the frustration - (I feel the frustration)
I truly miss the sensation
I stimulate the stimulation
Hard not to miss the way you rub me wrong
When is my expiration?
I fascinate my fascination
I can't believe I'm hanging on this long
Chorus (x2)
Now I deny all allegations
I instigate the altercations
I'm always right or wrong, most never wrong
Chorus (x2)
