Rubberband, you’re like a rubberband You keep on snapping back at me So this is jealousy Hollow vase, you’re a hollow vase And when you talk to yourself You hear an answer back
What kind of world are you living in? What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better? What type of world are you waiting for? You give me one one of those headaches One drink won’t take away (Learning how to hate)
Rumour true, rumour false – it’s all the same to you On cloud cuckoo And every mistake I’ve ever made Comes back to haunt me My own fools gallery
Our clam chowder comes without the powder It doesn’t happen here This is a nice place
What kind of world are you living in? What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better? What type of world are you waiting for? You give me one one of those headaches One drink won’t take away (Learning how to hate)
