You know I'm only joking When I mean every word I say And I had begun to comprehend that Even though my body's right here I'm a stone throw away Laughing down the scale, boo-hoo I'd like to learn how to be A rock, but not like this, no, boo-hoo Ooh, I'm becoming more What kids these days call insecure In your world, I cannot make a fist in the palm of your hand I don't fit no more A finger resting on the pulse Way up in my own asshole You know that I am on it So you might find it ironic When I'm a stone throw away Laughing down the scale, boo-hoo I'd like to learn how to be A rock, but not like this, no, boo-hoo