Thirty Whacks

Thirty licks with a belt
Same old tricks on myself
And I wonder
Does everyone else live this way?

A succession of tests
A triumphant success
Each time I'm still intact
At the end of the day

Thirty drops in a glass
Keep my temper and pass
With my breath held you, bastards
You lucked out again

Its not really so bad
There's still mom, there's still...
Damage to do
Before they wrest the axe from my hands

Its no mystery
You should obviously go
Before I break everything
You're always telling me
That you're dying to know
But you're not really listening

How do I manage to station myself in harms way?
And only get hit with a ticket for loitering
That I have no way to pay
And no strength to argue

My personal demons can scheme
With professional care
Oh, god, they're after me
If I could shut them out just for an second
I swear, I could stop this catastrophe

Thirty day guarantee
But they can't have meant me
After all, I was born
To a childproof world

No sharp corners or glass
Small objects or plastic bags
Please, these are death
To a delicate girl

It's no mystery
You should obviously know
That I'll destroy everything
So don't go telling me
That you're dying to know
'Cause you'll get what you're asking for

And I still manage to station my self in harm's way
And only get hit with a ticket for loitering
Stating I came the wrong day

Now all the demons are screaming
Their wages aren't fair
I've left a secret kept
If I could shut them up just for a second
I swear, it'll look like an accident

I could be decent yet
The magnificent end
I could be president