Insane

You certainly have a way with words

I'm impressed with your fiction

Journalistic masturbation

Change around the words I say

They had no meaning anyway

You're judging something you can't change

Tell everyone, tell everyone that I'm insane

Just go on, just go on

And make me out to be what you want me to be

I appreciate all your help

I didn't know those things about myself

Thank you for showing me a living hell

So sick of all you've compromised

You make no difference to me otherwise

Try telling the truth for a change

You've been known to swallow

The information you borrow

Try thinking for yourself for a change