Lyrics:

Rubber band, you're like a rubber band- You keep on snapping back at me, so this is jealousy. Hollow vase, you are a hollow vase, and when you talk to yourself you hear an answer back. What type of world are you living in? What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better? What type of world are you waiting for? You give me one of those headaches one drink won't take away. Learning how to hate. Rumour true, rumour false- It's all the same to you on cloud cockoo. And every mistake that I've ever made comes back to haunt me, my own fools gallery. What type of world are you living in? What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better? What kind of world are you waiting for? You give me one of those headaches one drink won't take away. Learning how to hate. Our clam chowder comes without the powder- It doesn't happen here, this is a nice place. (solo) What type of world are you living in? What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better? What kind of world are you waiting for? You give me one of those headaches one drink won't take away. Learning how to hate. Learning how to hate. (Learning how to hate) ---