[Verse 1] Stretching out cheap cotton over your thick skull
Oh, I do feel awful on the way to school
Can you picture my reaction to the word up on the wall?
Is there really something wrong with me?

[Verse 2] Stretching out cheap cotton over your thick skull
I'm down here under the pavement so inept
Until I grab that pen beside you
Jam it into your eye
See, now you're my kind of man
Now you're a stand-up kind of guy

[Verse 3] I am dying of embarrassment
I'm dying of this hatred
I can't rest until you know this bitterness that I have tasted
Such humiliation for the first and only time
I'm obsessed with your self-righteousness
Cut in half by your smile

[Hook] Into the night
You're getting harder to believe in
You're a cold and quiet paradise
Transfixed just by your breathing
Into the night
And you're the one thing I don't hate
You're a cold and quiet paradise
My only true escape into the night