Last night, you came to take a swing

That'd be fine, but I'm getting old

You're getting loud

And if you feel bad, if you got something on your mind

You can leave to remember the things that you want and

Yell 'til you finally think that you found your premise for your revenge

(For your revenge, oh)

Last night I remember the last thing you said was something about how those people are much better for you

And in a week, I'll feel weak

You're bringing my shoulders to my feet

And you're killing me with your circular logic

That frustrating stance that never wavers, oh

Does it waver?

Oh, oh-oh, I'm impressed that you can stop it

You're talking so fucking loud, I can't hear anything

You're talking so fucking loud, I can't hear anything

You're talking so fucking loud, I can't hear anything

You're talking so fucking loud, oh!