Tell me what you want, tell me what you need

Tell me what you want, tell me what you need.

Nevermind, you think you’re a special breed.

Never want to follow, but don’t want to lead.

Serve yourself a plate, go ahead and eat.

Always yelling, always screaming, but you barely make a sound,

Why you think I haven’t found what you give? It comes around.

Every action a reaction always causes. Mount losses.

You don’t care, you’re independent, got no extras, never lend it.

Every error is a lesson, so in fact you never lessen.

What you cause if not your loss? Uno swiftly turns to dos.

Dos requires lots of work. Well, unless a stork will bring him. But you’ll never really king him.

Lurk within you’re your own head, mark your days with wine and bread.

Life is meant to be so simple, like a happy baby’s dimples.

Tell me what you want, tell me what you need.

Nevermind, you think you’re a special breed.

Never want to follow, but don’t want to lead.

Serve yourself a plate, go ahead and eat.

Am I strong enough to be part of what you just began?

Strong enough to be your man? Help fulfill your very plan to become a little better.

Pen to paper makes a letter full of thoughts you’ve always had.

Sadly, not about bread, wine and candles on the tables filled with love.

And it enables going back to solitude. Zarathustra was a prude.

Also, was misunderstood, always lonely, never rude.

But destroyed the very fabric of the mind. And so theatric.

So, perhaps it’s time to travel to the past.

And to unravel through the dust of past mistakes

Days without pain and aches.

Tell me what you want, tell me what you need.

Nevermind, you think you’re a special breed.

Never want to follow, but don’t want to lead.

Serve yourself a plate, go ahead and eat.