Gotta sit up straight, must annunciate.
You're killing me with your formalities!
In my best collared shirt, doing dirty work.
You're killing me with your formalities!
Say my opinion counts with your hand on my mouth.
You're killing me with your formalities!
In everything I do all my efforts are wasted on you.

Here we are foxtrotting round the issues again
and the garbage can filled up with tissues and sin
is about to spill over and onto my skin.
help me wash it away my friend

Here we are opening bottles of Bartles & Jaymes
gonna celebrate all of the things that we hate
with my merry old gang till the end of the day
please don't let me be late my friend.

Gotta sit up straight, must annunciate.
You're killing me with your formalities!
In my best collared shirt, doing dirty work.
You're killing me with your formalities!
Say my opinion counts with your hand on my mouth.
You're killing me with your formalities!
Said, everything I do all my efforts are wasted on you.

You are killing.
You are killing, with me with your formalities.
Your formalities!

You are killing.
You are killing, with me with your formalities.
Your formalities!

Dying!
Dying!
I'm dying, dying!

Dying!
Dying!
I'm dying, dying!

Dying!
Dying!
Dying!
Dying!
Dying!
Dying!
Dying!

I'm dead.