The phone number's always engaged
I haven't got the time or the benefits too
It always falls the butter-side down
Picking hairs from a beefstick

Caught a chill from the feel of a bad dream
I was the appendage of the machine

"It's not okay!"

My friends got their valentines
They like to stay in with their other halves
While am left discovering my body for the millionth time

And when it looks like I've left despondency
The cosmic sledgehammer has got a treat for me