Well I was lost in conversation

When he called you were sick and blue

All that I could do

Is make your fears come true

You see I'm sick and tired of masturbation

Sick and tired of all this yucky blue

All that I can do is make your fears come true

Then multiply

Multiply

Tears will multiply

Well I was lost in contemplation

When he called you could not get through

And all that doll could do

Is make your fears come true

You see I'm sick and tired of our confrontations

Sick and tired, you stick to me like glue

All that I could do

Is make your fears come true

Then multiply

Multiply

Tears will multiply

Multiply

Your love for me will die