Biology Damaged Goods lyrics

I have to be careful with what I say
I'm feeling dreadfully honest
And I might give too much away
The truth is best kept secret
When this secret will cause you pain

To confess it with such cliche lyric
Well, wouldn't that be such a waste
Show me something
That is free from traps and drawbacks

They've all got that tense of confusion
But some more pronounced
Than they'd like to let known
And a problem with living in general
You can make the effort
And find your own direction

But if you lose anymore weight
They're going to start asking questions
Maybe there's a shortage

Of ways to pass the time

You keep washing down those P.M.s
With the blood of the vine
Now I've seen the logic behind your decision
It makes me feel remorseful
Like a born again in prison

With a quick confession
You start with a clean slate
If your gods that much of a pushover
Then I guess you'll be okay

Show me something permanent
And I will show you dissolution
I know that's sounding miserable but
That's just the impression I've got