Hi, hi, it's me again Second time today, but this time with a plan Don't, don't be mad at me I was hoping we could talk and maybe flee Now the playground's closed We can go someplace somewhere else I could show you the smell and the sound of fresh cut grass So go get dressed I, I respect your choice Yes, I read you, there's no need to raise your voice Go, go back inside We don't want to wake the neighbors or my Hyde I'm so tired of being a saint all by myself I guess you don't really know me all that well But I need help, I need help And to hell with these patterns and all those damn parallels How come no one wants to know me all that well? Please, do tell If, if I slit my wrists I would bleed to death to show you I exist Don't, don't, don't call the cops Just tell me you don't love me and I'm off Well, I'll be off, I'll be off But I'll be back