We′re on the couch curled up

We've been watching Bambi

It′s come to the sad sceneYou feel my limbs tense up

I thank God I'm manly

Don't need to show empathy

You ask how I feel, I come out in a rash

How can this be, I ate no shell-fash

You say just open up, I sneeze right in your face

Don′t speak another word, girl

I′m allergic to my emotions!

(Achoo)

Oh, baby

You've mistaken me

For someone who can process his emotions

I′m shaking

Anaphylactically

At the thought of being psychically open

Emotions make you nuts

They're containing traces

I′m itching voraciously

I keep my lid locked shut

It's healthy and spacious

Repressing capriciously

But there′s so many feels I know I should express

Grab you by the hand and take a deep breath

Feel a sudden warmth rushing through my whole chest

Oh wait, that's inflammation

I'm allergic to my emotions!

(Achoo)

Oh, baby

You′ve mistaken me

For a guy who won′t get hives from being open

Don't make me

Speak emotionally

Unless you′ve got a dermatotic lotion

You say you don't believe that

Emotions can cause allergies

Now you′re googling a pollen count meter

And it's off the charts today

Wait you′re telling me my feeling hay fever

Is caused by actual hay?

Oh, man, that's a big relief, yeah

My allergies are separate from my emotional incompetence!

I'm so relieved

That my immunosensitivity

Is unrelated to my shitty

Communicative abilities

(Achoo)