You tell me i'm a waste of space most of the time

And you tell me that i'm okay when i'm not feeling fine

You don't tell me when my shoes are unlaced so you can see me fall

You tell me baby you're a basket case

You step on me and make me feel small

Is that your type recreation?

Oh, Your recreational activities

Yeah, They're killing me

Yeah, They're killing me

Oh, They're killing me

You tell me you hate your face and then you show it off

And I tell you you're such a fake and then you rip me off

You don't tell me when I look a state so you can knock me down

You tell me 'Baby, you're so sensitive'

Well at least i'm not a man

Is that your type recreation?

Oh, Your recreational activities

Yeah, They're killing me

Yeah, They're killing me

Oh, They're killing me