Holding a pickle it reads my mind Entrancing crunching sound, should I be kind? and spare that pickle, what kind of love will I find? I can't eat alone If he eats you you'll be gone What will I do? It's never been this hard The feeling taunts me now Just when you means you Come on pick up the phone Can't stand to be alone I chewed you up inside I hope you know I tried They all pointed at me (Come on pick up the phone) They all know I'm happy They don't like the good things (Can't stand to be alone) Chewing and waving Come on make a new sound (I chewed you up inside) Conscience taunting me now What's wrong with liking good things? (I hope you know I tried) Chewing and waving