Steven, This Is Clem Fandango, Can You Hear Me?

And it's just not worth it
When you're always this suspect

I'm breaking this down into words that you'll know
It's no coincidence that bad luck always follows in tow
Hell hath no fury like a red flag ignored
You know I'd rather be bored
So sick of laying my head on the floor

And it's just not worth it
When you're always this suspect
And it's just not worth it
When you're always this suspect

I like to think that you're the death of the party
Pull yourself out while the others try to tend to the body
What's worse is that you're always callous and cold
In an attempt to be bold
But in the end you just do what you're told

And you're falling back on me
To make the same mistakes

And it's just not worth it
When you're always this suspect
And it's just not worth it
When you're always this suspect

And it's just not worth it
When you're always this suspect
And it's just not worth it
When you're always this suspect