It's the disease of the age

It's the disease that we crave

Alone at the end of the rave

We catch the last bus home

Corporate america wakes

Coffee republic and cakes

We open the latch on the gate

Of the hole that we call our home

Protect me from what I want...

Protect me protect me

Maybe we're victims of fate

Remember when we'd celebrate

We'd drink and get high until late

And now we're all alone

Wedding bells ain't gonna chime

With both of us guilty of crime

And both of us sentenced to time

And now we're all alone

Protect me from what I want...

Protect me protect me

Protect me from what I want...

Protect me protect me

Protect me from what I want...

Protect me protect me

Protect me from what I want...

Protect me protect me