What's bitchin' about tuck-and-roll Oh, I hate being out of control But you like to call all the shots And you're hard when you're not, are you not? Oh, I'm grinding my teeth And I'm carving a much sharper jaw It's just something new that I never considered before Oh, where are you at? I'm dehydrated Oh, look at that, I wish we waited I'll call them back, whoever's calling I made it up, but the truth is appalling You said you gave up but forgot So is it appealing or what? Oh, ain't it a curious thing When your finger's too fat for your ring? Would you be more happy if life was just straight down the line? Maybe it's meant to be punishing them by design Oh, where are you at? I'm dehydrated Oh, look at that, I wish we waited I'll call them back, whoever's calling I made it up, but the truth is appalling Oh, where are you at? I'm dehydrated Oh, look at that, I wish we waited I'll call them back, whoever's calling I made it up, but the truth is appalling Oh, where are you at? I'm dehydrated Oh, look at that, I wish we waited I'll call them back, whoever's calling I made it up, but the truth is appalling Oh, where are you at? I'm dehydrated Oh, look at that, I wish we waited I'll call them back, whoever's calling I made it up, but the truth is appalling