text: Its the disease of the age, its 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 from what I want
  Protect me from what I want, protect me, protect me
  Maybe were victims of fate, remember when wed celebrate?
  Wed drink and get high until late, and now were all alone
  Wedding bells aint gonna chime with both of us guilty of crime
  And both of us sentenced to time, and now were all alone
  Protect me from what I want, protect me from what I want
  Protect me from what I want, protect me, protect me
  Protect me from what I want, protect me from what I want
  Protect me from what I want, protect me, protect me
  Protect me from what I want, protect me from what I want
  Protect me from what I want, protect me, protect me
  Protect me from what I want, protect me from what I want
  Protect me from what I want, protect me, protect me
  Protect me from what I want 
  Protect me from what I want, protect me, protect me