I don't want to know about your,
Petty inclinations,
About who likes you and hates you,
In your self flagellation,
You could be beautiful, 
But you've thrown away the notion,
With the insecurities you have,
To face them.

Chorus:
I'm not into hanging around,
With the purposely malcontented,
That's not to say,
I won't help you if I can,
Hey come on now,
You can do better than this,
You can be so much more.

Verse 2:
Do you realise the hurt you cause,
Throwing 'round your accusations,
People are punchbags,
For your irrational condemnations,
If there was a devil,
You could stay with him on vacation,
But you are vacant, and blind,
To your intentions.

Repeat chorus:

Verse 3:
I couldn't force you into a round hole,
That's not your vibration,
Your jagged and swarthy and hard to hold,
You try but you're vacant.