[Verse 1]
I’m so sick of swatting flies, and you don’t even eat 'em
It’s a tepid compromise to treat as you’d be treated
We got twisted in that line
Tongue-tied-up and turned around

[Refrain]
And you don’t even eat me ou-, ou-, ou-, out
You don’t even eat me out

[Verse 2]
If I could shed you like a skin—brand-new beast—
I would embrace terrarium, happy as I need to be
I feel you peering in
From underneath a heat-lamp Sun

[Refrain]
But you can’t even make me ou-, ou-, ou-, out
You can’t even make me—
You can’t even make me—
You can’t even make me out