Summer Sunday when you went insane
You said you're going but I said I came

You beat yourself up to bring yourself down
Let it go, let it go, let it go
When the world is coming down on me
I let it go
I got no reason for the things I say
She turned toward me and then she turned away
Lots of forces in the modern world
That take their toll on a modern girl
I press my finger on an itchy trigger
What once was small right now is so much bigger
Jenny says turn off the radio
Jenny says turn off the light
Jenny says turn off the video
You beat yourself up to bring yourself down
Let it go, let it go

Got no reason for the things I do
The dealer deals and then the dealer's screwed
Throw your cards upon a playing table
My name is Cain and I am now un-Abel
Got no reason for the things I fear
The things that plague me (?) in here
A dime's a nickel, a nickel's none
I'll throw myself into the Sunday sun
Jenny says turn off the radio
Jenny says turn off the light
Jenny says turn off the video

You beat yourself up cause
YOU LOVE IT