Breakpoint

Make up the rules for me to live by Rules you break and just let it slide You try and find you inside of me Be as great as you want me to be Hypocrite, the word that fits Do as you say not as you do You're pushin' me to a breakpoint You're pushin' me to a breakpoint You're pushin' me to a breakpoint Pushin' me, push, push me to a breakpoint Self esteem, you seem to lack Point the finger, there's three pointing back Control's the illusion with all good intent [Incomprehensible] contagious, you laugh and infect Criticist, the word that fits Put me down to lift you up You're pushin' me to a breakpoint You're pushin' me to a breakpoint You're pushin' me to a breakpoint Pushin' me, push, push me to a breakpoint Watchin' pain, the only pleasure Fascination sick disaster Suffering since you were born Mess with the bull and you'll get the horn Misery, the word that fits Times are good when times are bad You're pushin' me to a breakpoint You're pushin' me to a breakpoint You're pushin' me to a breakpoint You're pushin' me, pushin' me to a breakpoint In my opinions as a professional I recommend we straight-jacket the son of a bitch Lock him in a rubber room, sedate him, heavily And when he wakes up, if he wakes up We'll see if he can be a nice boy Sedate me [Incomprehensible] Breakpoint, you push me to a breakpoint Breakpoint, you push me to a breakpoint Breakpoint, don't push me