I've got lots of time today and none's for sleep, 'cause I'm not sleepy I've got a half a mind to stay if you've got half a mind to keep me Listen, the thing is, it's all tied up And very tightly, nice and neatly And if I open it and stuff... well, then it's not tied up, you see? If it's not tied up then it's not neat And if it's not neat then it's not pretty And if it's not pretty, who really wants it and isn't just acting out of pity? And if no one wants it, no one gets it If no one gets it, no one has And if no one has it, let's admit it It's all alone and always was If it's alone, then it's sadder than it's ever been before And if it's sadder, then it's useless 'Cause what's lower than the floor? And if it's useless, what's the point? If there's no point, why stick around? Why not cease the frills of disappointment and move to 6-feet under ground? Next time you wonder why I shut you out It's 'cause I don't wanna taint perfection If I could, I'd voice, bitch and shout but bottling's better than your rejection.