Dum Dums:Killing Me With Kindnessedit

Turned down three crap jobs now they're cutting off my money,
And they only say they do it cause they know what's best for me,
Mum and dad wanting me to sell my brains to a factory,
Well it feels so good all these people looking out for me,
Now they're getting on my back because they know best,
But I know I'm better than settling for less.

They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend,
They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend, friend.

I've got a box full of reject letters worded carefully,
Tearing out my heart with a smile and a handshake,
They don't have the faith I can learn to make a milkshake,
As they tear down the park and build a fast food earthquake, yeah,
I couldn't stop laughing as the businessman stood,
Telling us progress could only do good.

They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend,
They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend, friend.

You can kill with a briefcase, or a pen and dotted line,
Or a kick in the balls, if it's at the right time,
And I know people, who will stab you in the back,
And pregnant schoolgirls, who gave their Dad a heart attack, yeah,
But if some thing's killing me, it's my lack of meaning,
Everybody's smiling but I don't have any feelings,
I'm not breaking down on account of executive stress.

They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend,
They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend,
They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend,
They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend,
They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend,
They're killing me with kindness again,
Everybody says they're your friend.