peto

You do it to yourself

I\'m an accident waiting to happen 

A riot about to explode 

A song that stops every foot tappin\'

The fork at the end of your road

 

The knife in your heart that\'s been twisted 

The goals just outside of your reach 

That person you\'ve always insisted 

Has nothing but hatred to preach 

 

I\'m the ultimate fly in your ointment 

That itch you can never quite scratch 

The bringer of pure disappointment 

The break you can never quite catch 

 

So next time you see your reflection 

Look past the exterior view

Get rid of this whole damn collection 

As all of it\'s stemming from you