Frances she lost forty pounds, so what about me?
Well I don´t know much about anything
But I know I´ve got to pay
They never feed me, never let me watch T-V
They´re gonna wish they never fucked with me

Spotlight pointed in my face, what´s going on?
They´re about to punish me for something that all of us would have done
I managed to escape, but I wasn´t gone for long
They´re holding me down, twisting my arm saying "You´re the one to blame"

Still I haven´t got a clue what´s really on my mind
If you just got off my back the truth will be easier to find

How can I say that it was I? how can I say that it was I who broke the chain?
So what´s with me? i´m such a mess
Mr. Twistmyarm is forcing me to confess

Don´t know what´s come over me, don´t know what popped out
But I think I´m beginning to sense what this is really all about
They´re looking for someone like me
For someone to blame, to take a fall, to take a dive
For someone they can frame

Still I haven´t got a clue what´s really on my mind
If you just got off my back the truth will be easier to find