No Room for Me (Live)

Two pints of your pain
A sprinkle of accusation
Salt it with a dash of victimization
Add a spoonful of bitter speculation
Top it off with some sweeping generalizations

I'll hold the handle
While you're flying off it
Soft and sweet
I'll keep it steady
While you stir it up
And turn on the heat
Quite some venom that you're cooking up
I'm looking up the recipe
You're so self-satisfied
Do you even need me?
I would tell you to simmer down
But that would bring you to a boil
There's no quickening
The cooling of your coils
God it's cramped in here
With you gettin' riled up and roiled
I've been calm
But now I'm questioning my loyalties
Can you leave some room for me
In that stock pot of feelings you're stewing?
I too would like to be angry
Don't you see you're hogging the space?
There's no room for me
No room for me
No room for me
No room for me
Let me feel your forehead baby
Looks like you're feverish
I'll bring an ice cube
For the meltdown you're scheming
I'll decrease the pressure
When your pipes are a-steaming
I'll de-escalate ya
When you're going through the ceiling
Can't help but envy
All the stress you're releasing
Letting loose is starting to
Look so appealing
I've got some thunder too
That you've been a-stealing
Better give me room and soon
Or I'll be a-leaving
Can you leave some room for me
In that stock pot of feelings you're stewing?
I too would like to be angry
Don't you see you're hogging the space?
There's no room for me
No room for me
No room for me
No room for me
There's no room
No room for
There's no room
No room for
There's no room
No room for
There's no room
There's no room for