A decade ago, I never thought I would be Twenty-three On the verge of spontaneous combustion Woe is me But I guess that it comes with the territory An ominous landscape of never-ending calamity. I need you to hear, I need you to see That I have had all I can take And exploding seems like a definite possibility to me So pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of the world, and its people's mindless games So pardon me while I burn, and rise above the flame Pardon me, pardon me. I'll never be the same....