Garbage. Begging Bone. Zeneszám

You're just like a dog
With your begging bone
You're always chasing psychos
Down those rabbit holes
You like them the best
'Cause they are dangerous
And they get off on you
And your subservience

CHORUS
What can I do?
Can't make a monkey out of you
I can't keep you on a leash
Can't lock you in your room
I can't make you perfectly
Suspicious of the world
Can't teach you lessons
That you never want to learn

You started to believe
That you're completely unlovable
Which makes us want to laugh
'Cause you're adorable
You say you've been depressed

But no doubt you'll get over it
And get back on your feet
Just like a pugilist

CHORUS

It's ok to be afraid
Of what's inside another mind
An invitation to discover
And explore the other side
It's ok to be afraid
Of finding out you really care
Like a hammer crashing down
Between the clouds out of the air

Pray that they come through
Of course they never do

Of course they never do (X 4)