Pity you
You're telling me you gotta problem
A nasty kind of reaction
A dangerous sword of destruction
That makes it difficult
Makes it hard to reach
Takes it all away
From what you had in mind

Yeah yeah yeah

But there's one big fat point
That you seem to be missing
And it's driving you to distraction
But doesn't seem to stop you in the least
Or halt this obsession that's got you going back
Week after week, (week after week)
Day after day, (day after day)
Hour after hour, (hour after hour)
From where you can
From more the same
Yeah yeah yeah