I don't need anyone else telling me about

How fat and lonely I am

I don't need their problem-solvers

And they can try as hard as they can

But they aren't me and they don't get me

They think that they do but they don't

And now they're all angry and ready to kill me

I just have to believe that they won't

I'd rather be the one who does too much

Than the one who does too little

And I do some, but not enough

I'm a long way away from the middle

Because I just can't seem to commit

I know it'll help but I just can't do it

There's too much to do

In front of too many 

Who expect too much 

From me.