If you're gonna tell me to fuck off you better use your words All the ink in my pen is running out in thirds Look at their hands they're waving goodbye Don't let these thoughts be so black tie Come on, Come off Come on, Come on, Come on This is for me everything is okay Even though I shattered someone's good ashtray Where'd all the time go, is it up to me? I am growing a cherry bomb on a lemon tree Come on, Come off Come on, Come on, Come on Everyone needs to crack to see what's inside Strictly living out of the great divide Let the idiot speak and the talk talk talk And exit the room with the gawk gawk gawk Come on, Come off Come on, Come on, Come on