Lyrics:

Always gumming how you've got it right
Just buy in, you're that type
No debate, you insist fate will warm you by spotlight
You talk but don't say much, and trends mend what you like
Surround yourself with the wealth of fad and type

You're an earache—you're too much for me to take
An earache—why won't you go away?

Always gumming how you've got it right
Just buy in, you're that type
No debate, you insist fate will warm you by spotlight
You talk but don't say much, and trends mend what you like
Surround yourself with the wealth of fad and type

You're an earache—you're too much for me to take
An earache—why won't you go away?
An earache—out looking for hands to shake
An earache—a tired, contrived two-face


Always gumming how you've got it right
Just buy in, you're that type
No debate, you insist fate will warm you by spotlight
You talk but don't say much, and trends mend what you like
Surround yourself with the wealth of fad and type

You're an earache—you're too much for me to take
An earache—why won't you go away?
An earache—out looking for hands to shake
An earache—a tired, contrived two-face

Your entire persona is fake