You're in my face, you are under my skin
Just a few of the things that don't impress me
Out of my way cause you take the cake
I wish you'd leave without impressions
Cruise control, won't you lose control
Self-absorbed, you are such a bore
Lift your head and you'll see I'm not enamoured
You made your mark, now promise you'll part
And I'll see you when hell freezes over