This feeling’s okay
Yeah, it’s alright
But it could be better, man
I don’t mean to fight
Still we do
And I don’t know why

You take it out
You take it out
You take it out on me

Your innocent eyes
So quickly devised
A blanket of wrongs
And a series of lies
But I digress
How’s loneliness?

You take it out
You take it out
You take it out on me

You need me
But you don’t know
Give me a piece
Of that gold in your head

We’re broken
But we don’t know
Left on our own
In this march to the end

You take it out
You take it out
You take it out on me