I`m a very very complex person
I try to improve but you see how I worsen
I`ll do anything to make you adore me,
or deplore me, but never ignore me
I got senses that I cannot control
My stomach`s like a bottomless hole
My desires command me like a slave
I`m a knave, I can hardly behave
I`m a very very complex person
I try to improve but you see how I worsen
I`ll do anything to make you adore me,
or deplore me, but never ignore me
I`m a peacenik but I`m going off to war,
I couldn`t even tell you what I`m really fighting for.
It seems right; at least it doesn`t seem wrong
I`m a mixed-up, fucked-up singer of a song
I`m a very very complex person
I try to improve but you see how I worsen
I`ll do anything to make you adore me,
or deplore me, but never ignore me
I refuse to keep a gun in my purse
Imagine if I was feeling perverse
The builders and the workers when they whistle and they shout
I`d like to give them something to shout at me about
I`m a very very complex person
I try to improve but you see how I worsen
I`ll do anything to make you adore me,
or deplore me, but never ignore me
I`m a very very complex person
I`m a very very complex person
Anyway I got a plan to give it all away
I won`t need a suitcase on judgment day
I`m a very very complex person...