| I could have kept my head down | 
| I might have kept my mouth shut | 
| I should have held my own, | 
| You lead a horse to water and you watch him drown. | 
| You’re only as big as your battles. | 
| Rattle my cage with your shadow. | 
| I’m a phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers, | 
| Don’t you know that what comes around goes around? | 
| I’m not that easy, | 
| I am not your horse to water. | 
| I hold my breath I come around, round, round. | 
| Don’t darken my doorstep again, | 
| You’re mixing up living in chin-chin, | 
| You’re mixing up lose with win-win, | 
| You lead a horse to water and you watch him drown. | 
| You stumble on glass top table, | 
| TV’s chewing shock-gone cable | 
| Pump me up a beanstalk fable | 
| And I’ll call this entertainment | 
| 'cause Humpty’s falling down. | 
| I’m not that easy, | 
| I am not your horse to water. | 
| I hold my breath I come around, round, round. | 
| Pick a fight an ultra-buzzy bubble | 
| Friday night fuckin’fried-up pub crawl | 
| Phantom-weight with a mouth full of feathers, | 
| Don’t you know that what comes around goes around? | 
| I’m not that easy, | 
| I am not your horse to water. | 
| I hold my breath I come around, round, round. | 
| It’s not that easy | 
| I am not your horse to water | 
| I hold my breath, I come around, round, round | 
| It’s going down, down, down | 
| This runaround, round, round | 
| Is bound to pound | 
| The daylights out of you! |