If your phone should ring and you find me on the other end with tears in my voice, vomiting my loneliness, threatening to end it all
Decrying the use of breathing, take myself off to the knacker's yard to be made into glue
Panic panic panic, run 'round like a headless chicken
If I can't think straight, don't hesitate
Please tell me off, bring me down a peg or two, tear a strip off me.