Some boys hate themselves, spend their lives resenting their fathers. Some girls hate their bodies, stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback, saying, "God, make me famous. If you can't, just make it painless." Just make it painless. Assisted suicide. She dreams about dying all the time. She told me she came so close, filled up the bathtub and put on our first record. Saying, "God, make me famous. If you can't, just make it painless." Just make it painless. It goes on and on, I don't know what I want, on and on, I don't know if I want it. On and on, I don't know what I want, on and on, I don't know if I want it. Some girls hate themselves, hide under the covers with sleeping pills. Some girls cut themselves, stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback. Some boys get too much, too much love, too much touch. Some boys starve themselves, stand in the mirror and wait for the feedback. Creature Comfort makes it painless, bury me penniless and nameless. Born in a diamond mine, it's all around you, but you can't see it. Born in a diamond mine, it's all around you, but you can't touch it. Saying, "God make me famous. If you can't, just make it painless." Just make it painless. It's not painless, she was a friend of mine. A friend of mine. And we're not nameless, oh. It goes on and on, I don't know what I want, on and on, I don't know if I want it. On and on, I don't know what I want, on and on, I don't know if I want it. Well if you're not sure, better safe than sorry. Creature Comfort, make it painless! Creature Comfort, make it painless! We're the bones under your feet, the white lie of American prosperity. We wanna dance but we can't feel the beat, I'm a liar, don't doubt my sincerity. Just make it painless. Creature Comfort, make it painless.