Letra de The About-As-Close-To-Emo-As-We'll-Ever-Get Song de Propagandhi

i hid inside my room like a f*cking coward and the past 18 months flashed before me in the last eight long hours. a little less than amazing: you finally got a rise out of me. so i laughed, i cried (well, i tried, but i laughed again). see? who the f*ck needs a caricature to be their friend? it's so f*cking stupid. i'm just as scared and insecure as you (maybe even x2) and i wonder what you really thought of me. an intimate friend? a loud-mouthed jerk? or just a novelty? (and, hey, do you think i could sing this a little more out of key?) this is not an apology. it's just therepy. because as we all know (and apparently), i don't need anybody.