You better believe it's true You know I do, I do I'm a screw-up of epic proportions A walking hand grenade Hyper-manic, and dimestore dramatic A conduit for pain She said: “Don't speak, don't think, just take it all, take it all” I said: “Don't speak, don't think, just mess me up, mess me up” You better believe it's true You know I do, I do (Don't speak, don't think, just take it all) I'm pathetic, overly-apologetic, I'm a tight-rope tragedy You're Chicken Little, I'm a monkey in the middle There is something wrong with me She said: “'Don't speak, don't think, just take it all, take it all” I said: “Don't speak, don't think, just mess me up, mess me up” You better believe it's true You know I do, I do Humming a slightly varied tune Opposite angles of the moon Buried in layers of ourselves Leaves room for no one else I believe it's true 'cause nothing matters When I'm all wrapped up in you You better believe it's true You know I do, I do