Wind Up

I have a choice between the bat or the belt
Each time I hear about the hand you've been dealt
Spare me confession
It's confession you sell
Maybe I'll fall behind
But I don't mind
Because I'll catch up

I want a song that's indelible
Like manimal
I hope you never see me wind up

Will I be happy on the back of the shelf?
Will you be happy when we're sharing a cell?
Spare me your questions since you know me so well
Someday you'll realise that I get shy
And I choke up

What is wrong with this animal?
I'm terrible
I hope you never see me wind up

Farewell my sweet paramania

My only promise is that I'll never tell
Keep you at a distance from the things that I felt
I'll bite the bullet
Take the beating until
I take it all back anyway
What was I supposed to say?